Day 2: Concluded.
I just came back from a walk. A lonely walk, at that. I had to clear my mind and just be. It’s a nice night. For as long as I can remember I’ve been fascinated with stars. A night like this would have been perfect to stargaze. Unfortunately, I just wasn’t into it. The stars don’t seem as beautiful as they did with her. It seems really melodramatic, but it’s the truth. She gives my life color. It’s intriguing and more than enough to validate why I feel the way I do about her.
So, it’s the end of Day 2. I’m still going hard and trying to give her that old feeling with a new spin. It’s really tough. I can’t say that I don’t get discouraged, because I do. I didn’t expect much to change in just two days anyway. I’m afraid sometimes. I start telling myself that this isn’t going to work. Then I have to remember that she loves me just like I love her. I have to remember to keep my confidence. After all, confidence is sexy.
I wonder if I’m worth the time to do something like this? Would someone try this hard to get me back and give me that feeling? I haven’t really had a good idea of self-worth for much of my life. That’s just something I think about. I don’t know why. Weird, I know. Who cares? Just venting.
Every day I wake up, I have a new day to try and get her to love me and feel like we’re worth the chance. The thing is, every day I wake up is one less day as well. It’s a catch 22. I was a pessimist prior to her. You see? She’s made me that much better, because I don’t see it as a day less. I view each day as a fresh start and a new journey. I’m rooting for us.
Goodnight.
