it’s like this episode of Sex and the City. Carrie wants some space from Aiden – wants to be able to breathe. needs that independant, how-things-were-when-i-was-single-and-living-on-my-own time. and so she finally lets it out and tells him, she needs her alone time when she comes home. and she goes into the other room and sits down by herself. exhales. and only about a minute passes before she goes back to Aiden and finds her spot sitting on his lap. because although being an independant woman means strength and power and everything else, he’s her heart. and her heart wins out.
i’m tired of being an independant woman. my heart aches for him. i just don’t know who he is yet.