Apr 22, 2003 17:17
Was sent to a psycologist and she spoke to my doc and now i get more drugs.
joy.
Do you know how many golden 4 door saturns I have seen since she left?
All of them.
The songs on the radio remind me of her and happier times.
What I wouldn't give to have all that back.
Leave a comment
Comments 2
Sometimes I wish most things on the radio weren't love songs or songs about love turned. Sometimes I am glad they are so I didn't feel so alone.
Sometimes I wish I could turn back time and change many of the things betwen myself and the holder of my heart.
Mostly, I wish that he would just trust his love for me and not try to fight it. I wish he would just let himself be happy with me and not get swallowed in the dust clouds of doubt. I wish he would trust my love for him and let it be the fulfilling beautiful thing I know it can be.
Anyway, you aren't lone in this pocket of love, oddity, lonliness and perpetual limerence.
*hugs*
Reply
The knot at the end of my rope has come undone and the rope it self id freyed.
My hands are slippery with sweat and my strength is almost gone.
My grip lossens.
Reply
Leave a comment