Didn't say to come in, where the hell have you been?

Living without him just doesnt seem right. Not having him come home to me is an odd sensation.Not feeling his breath on my body as i sleep makes me not want to sleep at all. I dont think i'd be able to breathe if he fell out of love with me. Life would cease to be and i would have nothing left. I'd be so dead on the inside that it would just make sense to be dead on the outside too. I want to be with him for the rest of my life and only him. But thinking of that gets me to thinking of growing old. I'm terrified of it...i dont want to get old ever. I dont want to not be able to do things on my own, i dont want to be faced with the possibility of a natural death and of seeing people i love die. I dont think i could handle that.

2:35 p.m. - 2002-12-24