wonder if it makes you want to cry...
If not for all the rage in the song, right now, Dresden Doll's "Jeep Song" would be perfectly indicative of my mood. The maddening obsession and sadness and hope of missing him. I do. I miss him so, so much and it feels so stupid because we never even had anything. Loving a phantom that never loved back. But I've done so much crying recently and felt so positively wretched and weak- I just want him to come over, plop into a chair next to me and sling his stupid leather jacket over my shoulders and ask, "What's wrong, tiny?" I wouldn't even say anything, just shake my head and smile but he'd reach over and tousle my hair and just say, "It'll be ok. Ah, you're a funny one, Slim-Jims. Real cute." I hated the nicknames he gave me, but now I'd give anything to hear him call me by them again.
At least another six months until I see him again. Six more months. I hate missing him. I hate hoping he's missing me.