Risk

It is an odd thing to wait for someone to decide if they want to be with you or not. It is scary.

But I suppose that is what makes a relationship real, is that risk. I've never risked much in relationships before. It is awful to say, but by the time one died out I usually knew of someone else who was interested.

But, then again, Harding is full of desperate sluts.

To risk in a relationship is to give someone power over you. Power to hurt you or to complete you. It is worth the risk. And so I feel an odd sense of peace. I have made my decision, and I am waiting for a woman.

I have made my decision. It's her.

She is it.