okay, okay

Nov 28, 2004 12:53

I just woke up. I am not tired, but my stomach hurts and my mouth has a bad taste in it. I was on the phone for six hours last night. I sang her to sleep with The Postal Service when the sun was crashing through my blinds. How? I have no fuckin' clue. But she's amazing. My cheeks started to hurt within the fifth hour because I was constantly ( Read more... )

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elitexflame November 29 2004, 23:51:02 UTC
a better man is made when that man comes to the conclusion that 'enough is enough.' sometimes and i know htta i have never said this before, but we must move on, especially in your situation. the second that those old feeling sof love and compassion cease then it is my opinion that we should take the easy way out and abandon those feelings. THAT sort of love. maybe i am hypocritical for this and i am sure that for the rest f my life i will not follow this advice, but i have experienced what you are feeling and i know the stinging pain of confusion that is overwhelmingly neverending. sometimes you have to let go.

the mystery of that distance has stricken both of us at times..but may the truth be told. sometimes what is right in front of your face turns out to be millions times better.

love you, bro.

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tremblinglover December 6 2004, 21:21:08 UTC
thank you, chase. i'm sorry it has taken me so long to reply to your comment, but when i first got it... it gave me a lot of clarity and a lot of understanding and the "push" i needed to just... let go. thank you. i can't thank you enough. and not just for this advice, but for being my friend and for your constant support.

thank you.

lots of love, man.

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