I don’t know whats wrong with me Im just getting ready for night six I log onto facebook I see all this stuff things events that he’s on crutches and Im a mess, its like for the first time I really see he’s moved on and it hits me hard in the face and I miss him a little…I think I wanted him to notice to see how unhappy …I dont know .. Im a fool
And it is this odd realization when its there in writing, a step i couldn’t quite take, he did.
I drove last night… take the keys and lets go the girls said so I did just that I took the keys and off we went and it was free and grown-up indeed and I needed to do that for a while and work things out for myself and I’m getting there…
Its all so new and very exciting but there is so much animosity you can’t help but feel you’re fighting a beautiful and worthwhile battle x
possibly the best thing ever.
love Zoey deschanel (:
Rang me last night to tell me about a boil on your back and we laughed at it. We laughed at it a lot and it was nice to feel like we were friends again.
Its five to five there now and that is where you are and here is where I have to be. I just hope its everything you dreamed of and more and your spirits stay happy.
And everything trundles along and there is no big picture- just moments lost of moments. Different types of moments happy moments and fun moments and bad moments but they don’t seem to tie together well. It comes with neither relief nor fear for all the time in-between is nothing where nothing is felt and time is just lived outside my mind interspersed with moments of being alive.
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