Friday, January 9, 2009
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
this is my greatest fear.
I will always miss my bright-eyed boy.
Where did your light go?
I was afraid you'd say that, but really, it's a relief. Can I get on with falling in love with the person you've become?
All along I've been too afraid to admit this to myself...
Thank you, that was all I needed.
don't want this to happen...
and I'm no longer the same person who left you behind. We all change. I hope we can move on and get to know each other once again
Thank you M.
how true.. but that will only grow on u wit time..
it's true. things will never be the same.
I read your posts everyday. On the weekends I fervently flip back through them. It's funny because, though I read all of your posts and they are ambiguous enough that I could really fit every single one of them to my life in some way, there are some that just resonate in that deep dark scary place that we rarely visit. This is one of those for me. I struggle lately with living in the in between. In between homes, in between relationships, in between lives.
PS. I never think of these in your voice. I think of them in mine, or whichever his I like at the time.
But again, thank you for your gift. Though I know you struggle with this everyday, I thank you.
this is so sad
so sadly true.
even for me.
You have favorite number. Month and day. I wrote something for you there.
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