2:58 a.m. - 2006-01-20
I don't need love
So I've told myself for most of my adult life. I'm fine, I don't need anyone. A mantra secretly repeated until I can't hear it anymore. Like my tinnitus I don't notice it during the daytime, but late at night when silence prevails it returns, deafeningly. If I were a different person, if I were a better man, if, if, if...
The scariest thought occurs: maybe I don't.
