kloiterra

hung out with mara for a few hours on sunday, and then again for a few minutes before i went to work on monday morning. gave her my last cup of coffee.
told her i felt torn with her - that there is a man who is crazy in love with her and i keep him in a cage somewhere between my heart and my head; i love her but i won't steal her from the world. i think she understood. she said she felt the same way.
it would kill my soul to know that because of being with me she missed out on experiencing the wild vastness of the world and doing all the crazy shit i did between seventeen and twentynine with all my friends.
you never know how things will change, but for now, she's worth it. this doesn't feel like waiting.