So sick of love songs, so tired of tears...
Let me just start off by saying that yesterday was an amazing day. Ronnie and I had a great time with Aunt Joann and just being together... at least it was great for me. At one point he reached over for my hand. I can't tell you how good that made me feel. Those little things mean so much to me. Of course tonight I might've potentially ruined things because in my over-sensitive mode, I let my feelings get hurt over something dumb... then I started acting all crazy. I don't know why I can't just let well-enough alone, but I can't help it. I just want/need things to be back to normal. I really thought that by Valentine's Day things would be perfect.
Why do I do this to myself? I ask questions and then I drive myself crazy worrying about the answers (or the lack thereof). Sometimes, I feel like just dying... I suppose it's a good thing that I love myself way too much to ever do anything stupid. Regardless, it's a horrible feeling to have.
I just want to be happy, is that too much to ask? I'm beginning to think the answer's yes. This was supposed to be the best year of my life...
Cue the violins if you want... it's just how I feel.
Why do I do this to myself? I ask questions and then I drive myself crazy worrying about the answers (or the lack thereof). Sometimes, I feel like just dying... I suppose it's a good thing that I love myself way too much to ever do anything stupid. Regardless, it's a horrible feeling to have.
I just want to be happy, is that too much to ask? I'm beginning to think the answer's yes. This was supposed to be the best year of my life...
Cue the violins if you want... it's just how I feel.