Everyone should have someone to lean on. A safety fom insanity, your own personal net. But, I don't feel like I do. I feel so strongly about him, I don't want to use that four letter word-love-lightly. But, if not quite that than bordering on it. And yet I feel more alone. The world is squeezing the breath from my screams and he's pulling away again. I know is heart bares just as many battle scars, but isn't that even more reason to cling to a chance of hope of safety. It's a leap of faith and each time he doesn't jump my soul bleeds a little more, for I leapt and now I stand at the other side waiting. Don't we all just want to feel safe? Sometimes I wonder if I should let go, float this sea unanchored.