I was thinking this exact thing when I was walking home for the 3rd time today. The voice inside my head never shuts up. It’s not like it says a bunch of negative things or things that get me down, it just never fucking stops. I can’t stop noticing anything and everything. Dumb things, important things. Doesn’t matter, doesn’t stop. Sometimes I wish that voice would just take a break and quiet down. Sometimes I think it makes me who I am. Detailed, observant, a perfectionist and a slob all rolled into one. So focused and yet so distracted. A walking, talking oxymoron.
That’s what really scares me.
Falling in love is easy. Having sex is easier. But bumping into someone that can spark your soul - that shit is rare.
You could fuck four, five, all the people in a god damned room and you’d only feel a connection with one. Or none at all.
And what sucks is despite the undeniable real magnetic pull between the two of you, more often than not, you don’t end up together.
I’m afraid I won’t meet anyone else I can connect with.
I’m scared it’ll be just you.