when i feel so darn overwhelmed, it is difficult to envision anything more than the short-term. much less success and fame in the future. "when you become famous, dont forget me," said by one who has been helping me walk through this trying time period. perhaps i sometimes show that i push ahead too much. who doesnt want to be better in life?
this is not the first time the topic has been brought up. of differing paths changing the relationship. yet our paths didnt quite converge in the first place and in small little ways, we are still holding onto that fragment of temporal intersection. perhaps one day, we will return to respective realities and never step into this shared short-lived fantasy again. even if that day comes, memories have been carefully encapsulated and will be held on forever.
one day, i will be okay. coping with instead of enduring all the stress and expectations. for now, i'm just glad that when i feel damn small and helpless, i am not alone. when i rattle on and on, there are listening ears. when i lament on my plight, i also grow to understand a little more the pressures faced daily by you. when i curl up and cry, i was offered to be serenaded (which was hastily withdrawn but still). when i result in forgone sleep, i will time and again be allowed to do so anyway.
not the first, never the last, but always the princess. thank you. and i will never forget.
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