Thursday, April 7, 2011
I never stop.
Thinking about you I mean. Sadly its all I do when Im not distracted. At work, at home, when Im sitting alone, on my way to work in the crowded bus. Its not so much I miss you, I mean I do but I miss the physical things. Holding hands, kissing, hugging, and lately most of all making love. I cant get the images out of my mind. Its so vivid I can still feel you, hear you, taste you... I've had sex with someone else, thought I'd tell you... but it wasn't the same I was empty and hollow. My mind was elsewhere I just didn't enjoy it as much as i thought I would. You were the only one I was every really comfortable enough to do that with. Sigh. I just wish we could be together physically without attachments, but I know you want me my love and all but I cant stand you or forgive the things you did. I know I can make love to you like no one else can though...
Saturday, February 19, 2011
another day
its ridiculous how much i miss him.
i cant get him out of my head.
the sad part is
I left him.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
The days that pass..
Love.
Such a small word can mean so much to us. To some it brings a feeling of hate, a bitter heartache of a failed relationship. To others it bring this giddy, happiness that's unexplainable. It could be love for a friend, family, a significant other but all in all when that simple word is said it creates an intense bond between those people. Love is like a promise, if kept it bring immense joy if broken it can destroy a person.
I am one that hasn't quite learned the meaning of love. I have been in love or maybe it was a strong infatuations but I used the word love to describe what I felt. It was the first time in my short life that I had felt such emotions and feeling for a person. So after some time I was sure and I said those words but I was unaware of the bond I formed with him...
For the most part we were glued at the hip, when we were apart we lived off our cell phones and as odd a couple as we were we fit.
As time passed we grew close, we always fought but we always made up. It wasn't the ideal relationship, no one has that but we worked so well. There were no flaws among us. But there was this thing with me, I always gave up when things got hard. When we argued HE fixed things, HE remembered special moments. It was a lopsided relationship and I always gave up on him.
Why?..I still ask myself why I let him go.
Such a small word can mean so much to us. To some it brings a feeling of hate, a bitter heartache of a failed relationship. To others it bring this giddy, happiness that's unexplainable. It could be love for a friend, family, a significant other but all in all when that simple word is said it creates an intense bond between those people. Love is like a promise, if kept it bring immense joy if broken it can destroy a person.
I am one that hasn't quite learned the meaning of love. I have been in love or maybe it was a strong infatuations but I used the word love to describe what I felt. It was the first time in my short life that I had felt such emotions and feeling for a person. So after some time I was sure and I said those words but I was unaware of the bond I formed with him...
For the most part we were glued at the hip, when we were apart we lived off our cell phones and as odd a couple as we were we fit.
As time passed we grew close, we always fought but we always made up. It wasn't the ideal relationship, no one has that but we worked so well. There were no flaws among us. But there was this thing with me, I always gave up when things got hard. When we argued HE fixed things, HE remembered special moments. It was a lopsided relationship and I always gave up on him.
Why?..I still ask myself why I let him go.
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