"Tell me when it happened."
I'm not sure, really. It was a series of moments that produced feelings of calmness in me. You see, even as a child I was horribly distraught. My mother had become ill upon my birth, and the events that surrounded my entrance to this earth can only be described as chaotic. Those who were supposed to be raising me, were
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I'm going to read it again, and my heart will be in my throat the entire time. Peeking out past my teeth.
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I want to write to you.
I want to fill page after page with letters of hope, and erase all of your heartache. I want you to realize that you deserve something more honest than any boy could ever offer you, and never stop until you find it. I want to look into your eyes and tell you how much I treasure you. Because I do, my darling. So very much.
Thank you for your words recently. They've meant galaxies to this broken heart.
♥x
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Thank you, Mandababy.
I have to say goodbye, because I can feel him pulling away. Because I'm not one to show my emotions, and I don't know how to ask him to stay. I've tried, and it sustains his exit for a short while each time, but I've realized that in order to show him just how much I love him...I have to let him find his own way. One that doesn't involve me.
I was going to IM you once, but I'm much to shy to initiate contact. (Plus, your away message is always on.)
My aim is TheArtOfYou.
♥
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(Thank you.)
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and i mean that in about the nicest way it's ever been meant...
crap, in this case, means you put human emotion into words so eloquently that i sit and look at my screen and try to memorize it just in case i'm really dreaming, so when i wake up i can make it into a song.
i'm pulling for things to work out.
i know that's the total outisider-who-has-no-freaking-clue's point of view, and i'm smart enough to at least see it, but... i want this to turn out like it rarely ever does in real life.
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Aw. Thank you, LDarling.
I'm pulling for things to work out too. I'm afraid, however, that he is not...and I have to move on before this destroys me. Because if anything ever had the power to do so, it would be this.
The simple fact, is that for nineteen years he has meant the world to me, while I have meant nothing to him.
I adore you, sir. Thank you.
(And some day I must tell you how the first song you performed that night, changed me. I've been afraid of you since.)
♥x
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yeah, that song actually means a lot to me -- not for the sake of me stroking my ego, but i'd really like to hear what you thought...
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Yes, really.
I'll tell you some day, but today is not that day. My mind is too pre-occupied at the moment, love.
(Do you have the lyrics online anywhere, m'dear)
♥x
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I hate you, Cindita Queen. I hate you for making me cry with joy on top of these tears of pain, and making it not hurt so much to laugh. Or maybe I love you for it.
Either way, I can't say thank you enough - for being always being there and putting up with my endless drama. I love you so so much. Truly. And I'm so thankful to have you as a friend. You're all I need at times.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
♥x
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