Tell me that there's more
Tell me who're worth fighting for.
You are,
Everything I know.
Everything that matters, you can make this easy
Believe me.
At the perfect moment, just say that everything will be alright.
Make me believe,
Lie if you have to.
Stay here forever,
Tell me this won't end.
Make me believe,
Know that I need you.
Don't leave me alone here.
This doesn't have to end.
This doesn't have to end.
For what it's worth I tried.
For what it's worth it mattered, to me.
You can't be replaced,
You're not just another face.
You can make this easy, believe me.
At the perfect moment just say that everything will be alright.
Make me believe,
Lie if you have to.
Stay here forever,
Tell me this won't end.
Make me believe,
Know that I need you.
Don't leave me alone here.
This doesn't have to end.
This doesn't have to end.
Waiting, frustrated,
But I can't let you go.
I just need you to know,
Waiting, I'm breaking down.
But I can't let you go.
I just need you to know.
For what it's worth I tried.
For what it's worth it mattered, to me.
Make me believe,
Lie if you have to.
Stay here forever,
Tell me this won't end.
Make me believe,
Know that I need you.
Don't leave me alone here.
This doesn't have to end.
This doesn't have to end.
This doesn't have to end.
Make me believe,
Lie if you have to.
Stay here forever,
Tell me this won't end.
"But was it something I said, or something I did, to spark a flame?"
I know that we're takin' chances, you told me life was a risk
So much has changed since that last post.
Mom is sober. Has been sober for months now, I think. I'm finally letting myself be proud of her, and not scared for her relapse.
I'm in my last semester of college, probably ever. I constantly have these moments of 'WTF?' when I think of how in under 4 months I'll have my MSW.
Also, I have many, too many, moments of wondering what I'm doing in social work and with social work. I find myself more often than not angry at my major. I think sometimes professors spend too much time telling and not teaching. It's hard to explain, but I just disagree with so much being said to me about "the social work way", that I wonder if this makes me wrong or just different? I'm used to different, not used to wrong.
My internship isn't something I want to do post-college. I like it, but I am certainly not in love with it. It gives me so much freedom, too much freedom. I need a pit more structure, supervision, direction. Good people, decent department, alright clients. My heart just doesn't burst at the prospect of the work.
I miss you Ireland.
Still single. Not ready to mingle. Got this whole 'spinster' thing on lock really. Spending night after night home and alone, and not upset about that. I'm just selfish and love myself a lot, I guess. I have no desire to need a companion in that sense of the word. My friends do just fine being there when I need to be a part of a couple or a group. I wonder sometimes: will that feeling ever change? Or am I just one of those people destined to do life without a permanent attachment? No complaint, just questions.
I watch too much Animal Planet. I'm dying to get a dog. That's my kinda companion.
Be strong and be well. "Suit up and show up."