Monday, March 17, 2008
Don't dare to... @ 8:48 PM
I don't dare to think, I don't dare to talk, I don't dare to even type, I don't dare to even breathe.

That's how scary it is.

I tried my best to heed someone's advice and not to think about anything at all, but...it's just so hard. Everytime I tell myself not to think, everytime I think even more instead.

Suddenly I'm grateful for the love. I'm very grateful. Perhaps because he's been there for so long I actually I don't realise how blessed I am compared to other people.

"If I could, I want, and I will, lean onto your shoulder. Would you let me sleep on your shoulder?"