What is it that would compel me to cling to the memory of something that does not exist anymore..?

Why would I desire something that is the lowest common denominator?

That makes absolutely NO logical sence to me at all.

On one hand I have a woman that I know is totally in love with me.  I know that there is a large part of me that is in love with her.  Yet, I know inside there is a part of me that will not let go.  I let her get close, then I push her away.  I have done this twice now.

I have no reason whatsoever to not trust this woman.  It’s almost like there is a part of me KNOWS that she would be good for me.  But….

Am I afraid to take the risk?  The commitment?  The unknown?  Afraid to let go of what I had?  What is it that is stopping me?   It’s almost like something does not feel right.  That is the odd part.  I don’t know if it does not feel right about “her” or “me”.  I really don’t.

In the meantime, here she is, caught in the middle of this.  Waiting for me?  Perhaps.