Moving On

I always have trouble giving up on people or the idea that we could be a part of each others lives. Old friends drift by, romantic partners pass in the night, acquaintances never be come more than just that, but there isn't enough time and space in this world for everyone I want to be a part of it.

It's weird that I mourn for the relationships I've never had or that never worked. I feel like I am desperate for connection. But on the other hand, I feel myself constantly guarding my true self from even my closest friends because I am afraid that they too will drift away. It feels like I hide myself even from myself. Maybe I am odd that I act this way. Maybe it is perfectly normal.

But, sorry friends that I may not always allow myself to fully be with you. I'm very, very scared.