Autograph Man. read it. its good.
I find myself caught between to worker. that which is and that which could be. like my pledging days once enlightened me to do
I know i must be prepared for sacrifice. i must give up comfort and work for what i already know could be mine: figurative or
not. i miss my soldier, but know he's not mine to miss. i also realize, he is only a question away from being mine. or not.
Its all really simple. Do you want me to wait? Do you want this to be real...the real trouble lies in accepting his answer.