Sep 30, 2006 00:34
sometimes, a little healthy compitition and some friendly cooperation is all a girl needs to get her mind off of all of the emotions she's be feeling in the last twenty four hours.
I don't know why I do what I do.
Torment of instabilty
Uncertainty
The looks, do they mean anything more than an aknowledgement of presence? What of the avoidence? Do the phone calls mean an interest in friendship, or something more? Have we learned anything? Will a second chance be any different?
secrets don't make friends and they breed a heavy knowledge. I carry this now, this knowledge. She gave it to me, not wanting to bare the knowledge on her own anymore, but requested that I not spread the load around. There is sits, between us.
The rollar coaster has more downs than ups, more downs that I can't even explain. More ups that don't last long enough.
Take me away, bare me away. Let me fall into your warmth and security. Shelter me. Let me sleep. Release the worries from my body, my soul.