Walter Mitty

i have a fear of letting go.

no. not like the frozen song.

letting go of people. like relationships.

not actually letting go of a persons arm.

but i guess that too. because then i'm alone and have no one to hold on to when i need a helping hand....

i have a fear to see "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty."

yes. the movie.

because we promised each other that we would see "Saving Mr. Banks" together, but then you decided to ditch me that day in december and go see it with another girl. so i got mad and hurt, and i told you i was mad and hurt. and you said you'd make up to me and we would see "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty" together.....that was three months ago...

and i still haven't seen it.


guess what. i really want to see it.

and at this point i'm considering to go watch it by myself. or maybe with a different friend and then i'll post a picture on social media so you'll see that i went without you.

so that you'll see that i was done waiting for you... "because waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. useless and disappointing" (S/O to the Hillary Duff Cinderella Story for having a good quote and for giving me false hopes about high school.... but we will get to that in another post)

so that you'll see that i'm letting go of you. because you fell off the cliff and i desperately reached down to save you and i've been grasping on to your wrist for six months. and you won't move a finger. you aren't trying to hold on. in fact it feels like you are twisting and squirming to be released from my hand.

so i'm just going to let go. because there is no point in trying to save you when you want to fall.