big arsed shoes.

Sometimes I sit and remember reading those blogs and remember wishing there was something I could do to help. Sometimes I think to myself, if she was perfect, what does that make me? I must have some big arse shoes to fill. I worry that when I have my freak outs, as I have had with every relationship I've been in, that it'll end the same way the others did.

But when I see him or speak to him, whether it be over MSN or text, those worries leave and I know I'm lucky. I forget my doubts and get lost in the moment.

As a close friend and I discussed late one night, the feel of arms around your waist is the best in the world. And after going without it for so long, I don't want to give it up.

ILY's covering it at the moment. But just.
So here's to the present and future. Forget the past, it's just full of bad memories, and look to the future, it'll be full of good ones. I promise.
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