I have finally admitted to myself that going to Canada to work with my dad is really the best thing for me. That said, im fucking scared. I feel like there are so many decisions to make. Maybe its premature and I should wait.... but Im the type of person who likes to know exactly what is going to happen at all times. I am a firm believer in plans.
Here in lies the problem, Brad. Whereas Brad himself is not a problem at all, our relationship is presenting one. He said to me, "Maybe our paths are going to split for a while and then they will come back together." As right as he may be, that is a very strong statement. I cannot imagine spending an entire year away from him. I also cannot imagine (or dont want to).
He is my best friend, lover, confidant, family. How do i walk away from him? Or is it really walking away?
Shit.
My thoughts are scattered all over the pavement.....
(ill leave this one to bon iver)
Come on skinny love just last the year.
Pour a little salt, we were never here
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
Right in the moment this order's tall
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
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