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Feb 19, 2010 22:55

Any other night these sweats would just be pajamas. And any other night you would be a thoughtless immature prick that I wouldn't think twice about ever speaking to again. But tonight- for the first time in seven months...you were MY TRIP. I drifted off during the conversation with my friends... And imagined he walked threw the door and took me ( Read more... )

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micka February 22 2010, 16:00:24 UTC
After my last big breakup, I felt like I'd just had my heart ripped out, stomped on, and handed back to me with all my stuff in a garbage bag. This was someone I thought I'd marry, have children with, and grow old with. We'd talked about it so much, and even argued about what denomination we'd baptize our children. Afterward, I had dreams, daydreams, and nightmares that sent me into the only depression I can pinpoint to date. It took me nearly two years to finally break out of it and start dating again. It will get better, and you will love again.

You are worth being loved. But you need to love yourself, too, sweetie. Have some you time. Be a little selfish with your schedule. Love will find you again, I know it. <3

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