The hope that I can find the strength to change that day. I have someone to look forward to talking to, but if I lose her... I might break. I'm actually torn about the relationship, because I'm happy talking to her but constantly afraid of losing her.
If only I could be happy by just being alive. Wake up around 7am, make some eggs and toast, go for a jog and feel the wind on my face, and not have a care in the world.
I want to lie on my back out in the country somewhere with a sound body and mind and watch the clouds wisp by. I want to be free of these burdens that haunt me so.
I just want the day to not be another disappointment... I could go on for days about things I want to do but will never do.