I always claim I am impatient; etc. Apparently, however, there are times when I can be patient – waiting for Eriko. Luckily my plate is overflowing with work and school. So I really don’t have time to write this entry. ;p
waiting, waiting
My Eriko...
My only wish for us is that we can learn to love each other; we can learn to live our dreams together; that we can grow old knowing that we have found a partner in life. I have given it considerable thought and I won't pay your loan. I apologize; I have led you on; it was not my intention. I am sure it is obvious to you that I want to give you all that I have, all that I am. As romanticly as I view the world, however, I have no choice but to realize that it takes time for two people to grow to the level of trust and understanding that your parents have; that my parents have. You and I are not ready to accept and share all that we are with each other. But I think, I hope, and I believe that we can grow to that place. It is my wish. It has never been my desire to rush you. Even now, I feel a strong sense of patience and gratitude towards you. I am happy to wait for you. You help me to find courage and inspiration within myself. I have lived my life taking the shortcut and I have paid for it dearly. I don't wish to drag us down the same road. You are wise in your desire to take your time. I welcome the opportunity to grow, learn, and love with you. Your Nick
well
I told Eriko that I needed her to meet my family. I don’t know how she’ll take it, I really don’t enjoy asking her to do things. I had to be honest, however, I need to feel as if this relationship is going somewhere – and her meeting my family is the solution to that.
i am fucked
i can’t concentrate on work, i can’t figure out my homework
my body wants to do nothing but drink water
my mind wants to do nothing but figure you out
i’m scared; i’m alone
i don’t know if you need me or my money
i know that doubt is part of everything; i feel it now
it tears me up; it kills my motivation; it destroys my confidence
it isn’t your fault; nothing is; this is my doubt, my worry
what i want
a woman who will leave behind all she knows to begin an adventure with me a woman who understands that a little appreciation goes a long way a woman who realizes that appreciation is never habitual but heartful a woman who knows how to break me and never does a woman who treats my love as a limited and valuable resource a woman who lets me love her a woman who learns to love me