On The Line

One in the same, never to change, our love was beautiful. We got it all Destined to fall our love was tragical. . .

I'm sitting here at my desk. I know I have to sleep soon but something is keeping me away my bed. I think laying on it will allow me to let down the guard that I've had all day. I haven't cried over him all day. But what if I lay down and allow my tears out now? Will that defeat my whole success today? Was today really a success or was I just preoccupied? I wonder what he did today? I wonder if tomorrow be as "successful" as today. I wonder when it will get better. For now its all on the line.