My worse fear isn’t that you’ll leave to go off to collage and forget me. I fear that one day in ten or twenty years from now ill have a house, a partner and kids; but one day ill run into you, at the grocery store or the mall, you’ll have a partner and kids as well and you’ll be very happy. That night I’ll come home I’ll hug my kids and later go to bed, my partner will have their arms around me, they’ll be asleep but I wont be. It’ll be 4:30am and I’ll detangle myself to go to the kitchen. Ill make myself a cup of tea and sit by the window looking through our old photos and ill realize I’m not happy. But I have kids and a partner and so do you, so it wouldn’t make sense to leave, but Ill come to the conclusion that I never stopped loving you.
Thoughts that keep me up at night (via instadonkey)
