I still do

I still think of you sometimes, your eyes, your smile. Honestly, I’m still obsessed with you. I’m obsessed with the days when I could easily be obsessed with you. I want to bathe in your s….

Ha, it’s just fiction.

But I haven’t been here in awhile, and that is because my life has slowed down a bit. So there isn’t much to write about. Basically, I have a good job and a nice life. I moved in with my boyfriend, I have an active social life. I’m pretty satisfied… except for the crippling anxiety that SOMETHING will ruin everything.

But that’s even subsiding a little bit.

Just a little though.

I hope you liked the first random paragraph.

4 thoughts on “I still do”

  1. I experienced that feeling. Like something bad is going to happen at any moment and ruin my life. I call it an evil foreboding. I pray when it takes over me and it eventually turns to faith in peace.๐Ÿ’‹

  2. I really love you now dear , keep writing. I am Here with you hoping and believing in good things for all of us.๐Ÿ’‹

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