If you ever read my journal entries, you'd know I can't help but reminisce about when I thought I had better days. I'm not necessarily saying days are bad recently. I'm just saying.. they seem to be lacking.
I think I try so hard to make someone be that most important thing in my life. But the small shard of doubt deep within, with a soft voice, says "There's someone better"
And ofcourse, I think back to when I "knew" I met my someone. He was my world. This isn't a story about the hurt, the s**t he pulled, the cycles of depression. Because the wounds are healed, the forsaking events are forgiven. All I want is the connection again.
I long for a link between us, no matter what our relation is. I can settle with friends. Because I might just put myself back in the same position I fell into two years ago if I dive too deep. The only thing I've wanted for this long is to have a conversation with him again.
I want to be there for him. I want to help him. I want to support him in whatever he chooses to do. Because he has the most intriguing and amazing mind. His personality is a breath of fresh air.
I miss him. Not to the point of hurt. It's an unobtainable goal, only a miracle could forfill my wish.
Sincerely,
H.H.
 Refined Corruption · Mon Aug 14, 2006 @ 03:32am · 0 Comments |
