Sometimes I think I worry too much.

I keep thinking about the future, and I keep asking myself what if, so much to the point that I think about it all the time, whenever I space out or whenever i'm in the car.

And then i'll think of something negative and i'll break out in goosebumps or a cold sweat.

"Don't think about it. Live it." He tells me, and I can only agree.

If only you were here with me to push me in the right direction.

I miss you, I really do.

Labels: musings

Sometimes I think I worry too much.

I keep thinking about the future, and I keep asking myself what if, so much to the point that I think about it all the time, whenever I space out or whenever i'm in the car.

And then i'll think of something negative and i'll break out in goosebumps or a cold sweat.

"Don't think about it. Live it." He tells me, and I can only agree.

If only you were here with me to push me in the right direction.

I miss you, I really do.

Labels: musings