Wednesday, July 4, 2012

A fight

I have this fight between me and myself, heart and mind, every time I long for something new. Every time I think about new friendship, job, course, anything, every time I tell myself I want this, she fights with me saying that she likes it that way , alone and aimless, and when I tell her that I know she doesn't really want to be like that she answers ; how are you so sure? And because I never am I drop it, both the conversation and the thing I wanted to do.