I'm thinking of you today. I don't know why but every once in a while I will get this longing for you. And it feels like I can't stand another minute without seeing your face. My heart aches. It has been silence for years. I have let you go, at least I think I have [...]
One day someone will have me. He will have my blunt attitude. He will have my diverse music selection. He will have my shy cautiousness. He will have my cheesy over spoken jokes. He will have my guess what word I'm trying to say game. He will have my laughing at myself snorts followed by [...]
You are something to me, someone to me, and the loss of that something will still hurt; the loss of you will still hurt.
He'll be sad for a moment then life will resume. He'll be fine without me. They are always fine without. I'm never fine without them. My curse is memory.
Writing. Writing. Writing. Words keeping me partially sane.
Most people my age fall under three categories..