It's Still You
I have only five minutes to type this entry, so this will be fast.
A lot of things have been happening lately, and pretty damn fast, I must add. My parent's haven't talked with each other for four days. The President's SONA made my law school life much harder. My school workload hasn't gotten any lighter. And, to top it all off, I'm being initiated on Thursday night...
Yes, that's right. The 5'5" 115-pound weakling known as Abet is entering a fraternity.
Normally, the thought of being pounded and pile-driven into the ground would scare me shitless. But for some reason, I'm not scared. In fact, if anything, I'm quite excited. Maybe it's the tension. Maybe it's the fear. Who cares. There are butterflies in my tummy and I think I know why.
Last week, many different thoughts had entered my mind. Academics, the frat, varsity basketball, heck even death entered the picture for some reason. But amidst all these thoughts, "She" definitely stod out. For some reason, I remembered her: her smile, her voice, the smell of her hair, the color of her eyes. Everything came flooding back for no apparent reason and I don't know why. Everything reminded me of her...
Did you hear that? Everything reminded me of you? (If you can even read this)
I miss you... Terribly...
And unfortunately, my five minutes are up, and I can't tell you anymore.
I just hope that you know and understand... or at least do so in the future...
I miss you...
I hope at certain times, you miss me too.
A lot of things have been happening lately, and pretty damn fast, I must add. My parent's haven't talked with each other for four days. The President's SONA made my law school life much harder. My school workload hasn't gotten any lighter. And, to top it all off, I'm being initiated on Thursday night...
Yes, that's right. The 5'5" 115-pound weakling known as Abet is entering a fraternity.
Normally, the thought of being pounded and pile-driven into the ground would scare me shitless. But for some reason, I'm not scared. In fact, if anything, I'm quite excited. Maybe it's the tension. Maybe it's the fear. Who cares. There are butterflies in my tummy and I think I know why.
Last week, many different thoughts had entered my mind. Academics, the frat, varsity basketball, heck even death entered the picture for some reason. But amidst all these thoughts, "She" definitely stod out. For some reason, I remembered her: her smile, her voice, the smell of her hair, the color of her eyes. Everything came flooding back for no apparent reason and I don't know why. Everything reminded me of her...
Did you hear that? Everything reminded me of you? (If you can even read this)
I miss you... Terribly...
And unfortunately, my five minutes are up, and I can't tell you anymore.
I just hope that you know and understand... or at least do so in the future...
I miss you...
I hope at certain times, you miss me too.