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I'm scared for the end of the year. For the person that I love the most in the world to go away and pursue their dreams while I stay here and hold on to the memories we made, trying to deal on my own. Not to be bitter, because everyone has to do it, and they have every right in the world to go. I'm scared to be left alone and in love. I'm living in the moment in this love, and will until that day comes were they have to leave. But every so often comes the thought of the near terror I feel when I think about them leaving. I don't want to be alone then in the love we're in so strongly and wholly now.
Been there. It will be okay. I went though the same thing, but we're still together and even more in love now than we were then. It's going to be okay. You can stay together and not have the world come to end. You can talk to me about it. It's hard, but it can work, I promise you that.
It's been a long time. Too long. And nothing even really happened. I was so close and then I blew it. He moved on. I didn't. Right away. It took me a long time to get him out of my head, to let go of regret... but now I measure every guy up to him... granted he's not that great, but I just remember being so comfortable and content with things around him - it was the happiest time of my life. Now, stupid ironic things are happening - I see our initials carved into a random wall... I hang out with a new guy who just happens to have his name...
I thought I was done with this. Now it gets me thinking again.
i know sometimes i get scared when things get too close and i get frightened when things get too involved. i cannot make any life-changing decisions, and i wait too long to ask for help. i wish sometimes i could have my old friends back. i long to be noticed. i hate being so down all the time. i hate people calling themselves "depressed" when depression is actually a mental disorder, with medication involved, one must be diagnosed to actually use the term correctly.
sometimes i think life rains on some people and shines on others. the people that it shines on, they learn to hate the rain and constantly complain when the sun isnt shining. the people that it rains on, however, learn to love the sun. never take anything good for granted. always love the sun.
I am in love with this one kid, and cannot get over him for the life of me, even though he mysteriously stopped speaking to me after I thought everything was going so well... and I can't talk to him... I'm too nervous. :-(
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I thought I was done with this. Now it gets me thinking again.
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sometimes i think life rains on some people and shines on others. the people that it shines on, they learn to hate the rain and constantly complain when the sun isnt shining. the people that it rains on, however, learn to love the sun. never take anything good for granted. always love the sun.
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