Caught up in a galaxy of possible happy endings. It’s all good and well to talk about them but if a person can’t deliver a failed mission is inevitable. So we are both forced to believe they exist. Each of us exiting pervious disappointments we see the common ground between us and pursue our interests. Now as our bodies connect but the portal to our souls is blocked while my thoughts loiter around what is next to come. On one hand I want to continue to to develop our current situation into a relationship the story books glorify. On the other my past haunts me. The way I see it is if I can’t get it right the first time the the rest will follow suit. For you It’s all or nothing your selfishness only leads me to believe you like the concept of love and benefits rather than actual love itself. If we decide to cut the chord on what is happening it will hurt you and I know it so you have to know that I do care for you. I just afraid my mental status will block you from getting the real me. I love you but I hate myself and that combination will only leave you foolish and with unanswered questions. I truly apologize from the bottom of my heart. I guess only time will tell where we end up next on our journey.