Homecomming Blues
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Well i'm here, back home...or what use to be my home. Today I hung out with "her" why does it hurt so bad I mean I have fun with her but it's because I have fun that it hurts. There is so much I want to say to her but I can barely get a sentance out when it's just the two of us.
I think there is a large difference between us but also something that is very close to the same, but it's as if all i can feel is the pain. when she's near I can't seem to think straight, and when I think of her things just sort of fade away. I'm left very scared because I put allot of myself into this past and now, now I don't know how long it will be befor I move on or if I ever will. the hardest part is thinking of the restraints I have given myself and than thinking how she doesn't have to she can do whatever she want's when she wants with who she wants, and even though the same goes for me I just don't want to. So i will work, I will pour everything else into my work because it's the only time my head doesn't throb because of the what if questions about her.
I think i'm starting to hate this blog as well because it has become like a hideaway a place where I can say what I want and than never have to say it outloud I have just never been able to talk to many people about this sort of mixed emotions and worry so untill i find that one person that can hear all of this and still not think less of me this will be where I recored everything I hurting about
I think there is a large difference between us but also something that is very close to the same, but it's as if all i can feel is the pain. when she's near I can't seem to think straight, and when I think of her things just sort of fade away. I'm left very scared because I put allot of myself into this past and now, now I don't know how long it will be befor I move on or if I ever will. the hardest part is thinking of the restraints I have given myself and than thinking how she doesn't have to she can do whatever she want's when she wants with who she wants, and even though the same goes for me I just don't want to. So i will work, I will pour everything else into my work because it's the only time my head doesn't throb because of the what if questions about her.
I think i'm starting to hate this blog as well because it has become like a hideaway a place where I can say what I want and than never have to say it outloud I have just never been able to talk to many people about this sort of mixed emotions and worry so untill i find that one person that can hear all of this and still not think less of me this will be where I recored everything I hurting about