Monday, May 19, 2008
This time, I'm in love with you.
But I've gotten so far with my current boyfriend, and I don't have the time or patience for another "project."
I'm sorry for thinking of you like that, but you're so far away and if you can't understand that I need you to need ME sometimes, then I don't know what else to do but shut you out of my life before I'm in too deep.
But I've gotten so far with my current boyfriend, and I don't have the time or patience for another "project."
I'm sorry for thinking of you like that, but you're so far away and if you can't understand that I need you to need ME sometimes, then I don't know what else to do but shut you out of my life before I'm in too deep.
I hope with every fiber of my being that you never make it into med school and that you never become a doctor. If you didn't care about someone you said you loved, how could you possibly care for a stranger? You just want the money, car, house and prestige. Me on the other hand? I will work hard towards something I am passionate about... in the end, you won't have the life, and I WILL.
To my old roommate: You're a horrible roommate and person. You are not attractive, and every girl you meet does not want to bang you. I'm glad I don't have to deal with your superiority complex anymore.
To my future roommate: You're amazing. You're the sister I never had. I really do love you, and you know it.
To my future roommate: You're amazing. You're the sister I never had. I really do love you, and you know it.
I hate the memory of old. I'm getting better at dealing with the fact that we've split up - and it actually helps to think of the you of now rather than the you of old when it hurts inside.
Memories though of happier times; and telling each other that we would never leave one another - what weight do words of love to our future lovers now hold?
It's still incomprehensible to me to think that you can fall out of love after feeling something that felt so permanent. And yet it's happened to me. Twice.
Memories though of happier times; and telling each other that we would never leave one another - what weight do words of love to our future lovers now hold?
It's still incomprehensible to me to think that you can fall out of love after feeling something that felt so permanent. And yet it's happened to me. Twice.
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