Regret

I miss you and I want you here. I feel like I hurt you more this time. As if I've broken you again, as you claimed I did so easily once. Its not easy at all--to see that look o. Your face and know I put it there. How can I be happy knowing what I did to you? Knowing what I'm still doing to you? I just want to see you. It hurts so much knowing you're not here, knowing that you WON'T call or text or...
March 26th, 2014 at 05:57am

I'm Scared. . .

I normally don't write out my feelings for the world to see, but, right now, I think the severity of my situation is hitting me.February 26, 2013Last night, though I made up with my best friend and he's sleeping over, I'm lost. I woke up this morning at around 2AM and I haven't been able to get back to sleep. Not because my mind is going a mile a minute like it normally does, not because I had...
February 26th, 2013 at 02:43pm

Tell Me. .

I don't like thinking of you. It's hard to look back on our memories and not cry even though it's been three years. But I can't help myself. I know I can't. How can I be expected to keep my head on straight when you have treated me the way you do?? I feel embarrassed visiting my best friend. My best friend. That just happens to be your cousin, go figure. A cousin who was all for it when we decided...
July 3rd, 2011 at 09:45am

Ten Inches Tall

I didn't plan on going to the wedding, for I knew I'd see you there. But my best friend - your cousin - called me to say she'd be home for the occasion. Knowing I might not see her for a long time, I accepted her invitation, though I had already been invited by your mother.It wasn't anything special. I knew I shouldn't get worked up - so I didn't. But I did work hard to show my best friend my new...
June 3rd, 2011 at 10:14am

Because I Love You

I had a dream about him again. It was so clear, I can still see it. It was Winter and we were having a party. We still lived in the old house. . And I was wearing that stupid blue-sweater dress he'd seen me in last. I'd even baked a bloody cake.But, when I went there, it was just me. Me and him. Why, I didn't know, nor did I want to, I just knew I wanted to get out of there. There was nothing...
February 23rd, 2011 at 09:35pm