A beating heart keeps me awake

Jun 24, 2002 09:20

I remember a time when I was weak ( Read more... )

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ekbuttercup June 24 2002, 14:20:17 UTC
James, the moment we met you, three years ago, three girls looking for a male, I knew you were going to be something to me. I didn't know what it would be, but I knew you were going to be something, just as I knew Caitlyn and Jenn were going to be important in my college life.

For the first two years of college, you were more than my boyfriend, you were without a doubt my best friend. And when we broke up I was more afraid of losing that than anything. Even when I hated you, I still loved you.

You were always a hand to hold me up, a shoulder to cry on. I'm overjoyed to see us growing close again.

Never doubt your importance to people, never doubt how much you help. You should always be sure of at least one thing - you never cease to love and be loved.

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Balance??? anonymous June 24 2002, 20:51:52 UTC
My answer to everyone and everything: balance.

If my theory is true then it is only natural that the roles change and you play the part of the listener and then the speaker. Weakness and strength slide into one another, laughter and tears swirl back and forth. It all mixes together.

As for not having the answers, I can't help you with that. It is a good sign when we realize we don't know everything and we don't know the answers because it means we're pushing beyond the surface of shallow knowledge. That doesn't offer much when you're choking on confusion, but at least it's something to keep in the back of your mind.

And, concerning your friends; they may not always say it, but I'm sure that they all care for you and appreciate all the struggling and sacrifices that you have made on their behalf.

Just keep pushing along, putting one foot in front of the other...you're doing just fine.

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