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Jan 10, 2007 02:41

I often dream of how awkward it will be when we run into each other again. It’s always somewhere in public, and we don’t know where to begin, so we painfully make small talk. Then my stomach begins to churn...the way it does when I drive by your apartment. The way it does when I pathetically hope to catch a glimpse of you as I pass where you ( Read more... )

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nojoystick January 12 2007, 13:45:35 UTC
hmm. that makes me feel like a ghost... because I know i called you once ... but i'm pretty sure you're talking about someone else in your life i probably have no clue about. but i should be mature, and accept the fact that i'm not a significant emotional factor for you anymore. you've "moved on" as they say.
i guess that's life but, you were right. it does really hurt to read things like these. to know you've been left far behind.

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nojoystick January 12 2007, 22:12:31 UTC
can't believe you have another spot at bull creek, though. that's so scandalous! i hope it's a different spot, atleast.

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in_the_calm January 13 2007, 00:58:25 UTC
nope. it's the same one. and i shared it with a good friend i no longer talk to.

also, i'd appreciate it if you'd quit childishly insulting me over the internet. you're suddenly a lot braver behind a computer screen. writing can be cathartic (which honestly was my sole motivation), which i'm sure you're aware of. i leave your writing alone. you should do the same with mine.

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nojoystick January 13 2007, 08:14:45 UTC
um. i didn't mean to insult you, or start a fight or anything. i'm sorry for invading your personal space. i will stay out of it from now on.

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