Yep, it was a bit premature. This manic depression is starting to scare me. I mean, i suppose it is normal considering the feelings i have for this girl... i just hope when i move on, so does it...

Anyway, today what brought it on was this. While eating lunch, this old lady was having an asthma attack... and her inhaler was out in the car. It was pretty frightening.

And it got me to thinking... if i were to die today, would she have said everything to me she wants me to know? Would i have said everything to her? Would she be devastated?

Am i getting too deep?

Maybe this is coming back to needing closure. Of course, not knowing always weighs heavier on a soul... even when the truth sucks!

I think we both need this.