Why does this song get to me every time? It's the kind of song that is playing when you're lying underneath the stars and in front of a rhythmically wavering lake. It's the kind of song that makes you feel serene, no matter where you are and who you're with. But most of all, it's the kind of song that makes you think. Think about the world, think about your life, think about the recent decisions you've made and the choices that get you through each day.
I know that it's my fault that he's been so distant lately. Though it's blamed on lethargy, I know the truth. I care about him a great deal. Though it may not seem apparent at times, I consider him someone who is extremely special to me and I don't want to lose him. I don't want him to leave my life. I feel we can stay together platonically like we always have, though it's going to take one sturdy bridge to get over the rift that has been implanted in our relationship. Being cryptic should be a sin, though I'm guilty of it far too often. Sometimes I feel I just can't express what I have to say without being cryptic. I'm afraid my words will upset even more than they already have. Call me vain, I'm truly not. I just don't like hurting people. I hate bothering people I respect. Even though the thing involving
Emmy today was thoroughly ridiculous, I was honestly worried that she would dislike me. From reading what she has to say, I have nothing but respect for her as a person and I'd hate for her to think of me as an annoyance or someone to dislike. I think I dwell on things far too much and take everything way too seriously, but the fact of the matter is that though I can tell off people I deem idiotic all day long, if there's someone I actually value as a person, I can't stand to be at odds with them. It truly disturbs me. There are a lot of things I need to get over.
I'm in Halifax with
Bif and
Britt at the moment. Bif still hasn't clued me in about what we're doing here, but I did hear rumours that there was going to be something spectacular happening on Saturday. I wonder if performing is involved. LiveonRelease will be here, I do believe. The question of the day is if we'll be seeing
Leah or not. I miss her so much, I'm very much used to seeing her every day of my life. Britt and
Foxx as well, though I'm sure that the latter is quite content with Wakefield at the moment. She'll be here Saturday, that's all I can ask of her. I don't blame her for never wanting to leave, though. Goodbyes are hard, but at least they come with the hope that they aren't forever. On that note, I don't want to have to wait until the 30th to see
Cone. That's two weeks away, I honestly think I'll go insane if I have to wait that long. I'm so needy when it comes down to it. I pretend to be so composed and sure of myself, but that's really all it is. Pretending. The way he makes me feel like everything's going to be okay and the way he knows exactly what to say to make me blush, that's what I need right now. In fact, it's exactly what I need. But like Axl Rose once said, "Said, woman, take it slow, it'll work itself out fine. All we need is just a little patience."
That really is all we need, isn't it? We could all chillax once in a while.