Fox and the Hound

idk why it is that every week i think of you, you think of me(period) This week i talked to one of my best friends about you(period) i told our whole story, how we met, what we did, our first kiss, our blanket fort, our videos, your parents, your family problems, your strengths, our hope, your maine, my hungary, our dream(period)

Then, i read him a book called Fox and the Hound(period) not only is this my favorite childhood story and favorite movie growing up, but rather a hope and dream when i reached the age of 19(period) When todd and copper went away from home, they split up, they were playing a game, hide n seek(period) Then it got dark, and the fun turned to fear, the fear of losing each other, the fear of not being able to make it home, the fear of being alone(period) but as copper found scared todd, they were so glad they found eachother(period) though they were in the dark, they were no longer scared because they had each other(period) After finding one another they used big mamas help to find their way home(period)

Translate that how you want to(period)

You wrote that post out of fear, and honestly i might be too(period) but what are we fearing? are we fearing forgivness? a broken heart? love? am i fearing that you hate me? or am i afraid of telling you that there isnt a night that goes by without you running through my head? am i afraid of telling you that i still love you? why should i fear? Why are we blogging about this? why cant i send you an email and tell you exactly how i feel? why cant we chat? why cant we forgive? why am i not over you? why are you not over me? why cant we love?

if it was up to me, we would(period)

and maybe your right, maybe i dont like when things end...........