I've been waiting for years. Plural.
I can't be sure exactly when it started, I never will be, but can you imagine waking up 900 mornings in a row with the same person on your mind? Maybe more than 900.
I feels like it's the only thing that hasn't changed over those years. Friends have come and gone, and so some complex, damaged relationships but even through that, I'm realizing that things really haven't changed.
There hasn't been anyone who could make me forget as much as I want to, as much as I need to.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Introducing 2008
After everything I told myself, my knuckles are still white, my fingers desperately gripping anything familar in their reach.
It's been 114 long days and sometimes, I don't feel a bit different. I'd go back in a heartbeat if it wasn't for my friends. Even the friends that I've lost, especially them. I don't forget half as easily. I hope they know that I'm doing this for them.
I haven't seen the stars for a while, they'd just remind me of him.
Every bone in my body is aching, screaming, telling me to leave this place, find somewhere new; I need to.
And there's really only one person who's keeping me here.
It's been 114 long days and sometimes, I don't feel a bit different. I'd go back in a heartbeat if it wasn't for my friends. Even the friends that I've lost, especially them. I don't forget half as easily. I hope they know that I'm doing this for them.
I haven't seen the stars for a while, they'd just remind me of him.
Every bone in my body is aching, screaming, telling me to leave this place, find somewhere new; I need to.
And there's really only one person who's keeping me here.
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