When we're apart the dull ache is constant. It kills me to be away from him. I love him. So I think of moving to be with him. Leaving my family and moving ahead to the next stage of my life, a stage that would include him. But I know what living in his world will require. And it is just that... HIS world. I will always be living in his world, I don ( Read more... )

Write something. Write... something ( Read more... )

Him: i'm hungry ( Read more... )

It's been almost five months. Five months sounds like a long time. It feels like she was here yesterday. I suppose that five months of twenty-one years isn't long at all.

I think that losing my mom meant losing knowing that someone REALLY knew me, TRULY understood me, and yet still chose to REALLY and TRULY love me.

I'm starting over again, I've erased all the old entries ( Read more... )