Jul 20, 2009 23:27
This feeling is the shittiest feeling in the world. I don't know what to do with it anymore.
I don't know what to do with you.
My friends tell me that I should just go find him. Do that whole thing like in the movies where the main character searches every place their lover would go to beg them not to leave, or at least tell them that they will be waiting.
But I can't do that with him.
Stubbornness holds me here. Both his and mine. If he were to pick up the phone and call me, text me, anything and told me where to find him, then I would drop everything and be there, instantly.
I've known for years that this part of feeling for him would last the longest. The part that feels like losing something. Where does the rest of it go?
My friend Tom said that this is the worst club to be in and the reason we don't have jackets, is because too many members used them to hang themselves in the clubhouse. I wouldn't hang myself with a jacket, but I sure understand where he is coming from with it.
Some days, I wish I were a Vulcan. This is one of them.