Should we trouble the ghosts of memories past,
disturb the skeletons that hide in webs of lies?
For I fear that I shall find some secret horror;
and deal a final death blow to my faltering heart.
why am i upset? it comes down to this:
i am so, so afraid that he is lying to me. i almost don't want to know. and yet, i want to know.
fact: this happened two years ago
fact: whatever he feels for me now is deeper
fact: the boy who loves me now wouldn't hurt me
however, i don't know if i can forgive him if his actions were the result of emotional feelings towards another person. and this, this is what i am afraid of knowing.
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