a drowning

Aug 22, 2005 00:43

I was at the mall when mami called me pretty serious...jorge curtis was dead. he was two days away from turning 16. george drowned. i taught him in sunday school. i spent that night crying when i really wasn't close to him...i don't know why i cried my eyeballs out: knowing he drowned (terrible death) or that he was so young and now his body was lying in a morgue.

tony was just here. he dropped off some cd's and finnish chocolate and we ended up talking for a while. it went smooth. i couldn't look at him in the face tho when i spoke to him. but i'm glad for him.

the ex called me today. i'm so happy. it was like those convos when you speak to someone when u really don't....you just call to have the person on the other line while you watch tv or go online...with a little talk in between...nothing specific to say...just happy to be on the line w/each other. ::sigh:: am i hopeless? most likely....

but im scared....for when he leaves for texas next year...will college overshadow the whole thing? while i be over him by then? or will i be left here to cry by myself? right now it doesn't matter though...i think i'm blissfully happy.
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