Random morning thoughts

The post below says that I wish I had that one person... Truth is, I almost had one. But I keep pushing him away.

Irony or just plain stupidity? That department is gray.

For what its worth, I did try to also be that one person to that person but I guess my heart wants something else... or maybe, my heart doesn't really know what it wants.

Sometimes the thought of having someone still scares me because I feel like I am not ready to be someone's "one person". I feel like I still have to deal with my own stuff first before I let someone in.

I know I am contradicting myself. But then again, don't we all do that to ourselves? No? Okay. Then I must be the problem.