09.22.07
entrance
It has been 7 months… Rather, it has actually been a year… And many things are yet to happen. Here I am hurting myself again of the thoughts I am never sure of. From time to time it really comes to me the question of whether this is worth fighting for. From time to time worry and uncertainty come to me. Surely I am not going to end this, for this is something so special and extraordinary, but uncertain I am of how long this is going to last… He would tell me to stop thinking about it but I cannot help doing so… for he never told me the words I have been longing to hear.
