#i am terrified to intersct with a figment of my own imagination as if she were real only for her to disolve in my arms like a dust
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This sorrow that I hold continues, though it takes a new form.
#me#i am afraid if i am to accept the potential of her presence that i will hurt myself worse than i have been hurt by her absence.#i am terrified to intersct with a figment of my own imagination as if she were real only for her to disolve in my arms like a dust#i miss her so dearly and so completely but simply missing her was better thsn this#at least when i simply missed her there was no question#she was not with me and i had to cope. but this? she may be here#she may not be#and i have to worry if she will be ripped from my hands once more rsther than be able to accept that we can never be reunited#i worry#i miss her#i want my love
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