i'm glad that you're far away.

if you were any closer, i would have convinced myself that you were perfect. (you are in a way, but lets not get into that). and then what would have happened? i'd start to expect certain things. things that weren't possible. things that couldn't be. and you'd feel the weight of it. and perhaps i'd lose you for good. a lovesick heart tends to be over-zealous. so i'm ok with the distance. i'm alright with being so far. i don't want you to come closer. i i i i... there it is again.

loneliness has turned me into a fool.