I just miss the good old days.
Dare I say but for the millionth time, apprently it's over. It's done. I have thought about it and I am just so speechless this time around. I really am at a loss for words. I don't know what to say to him and I don't think he knows what to tell me. I'm not sure what I want nor is he. We've drifted so far apart these past few months, I'm not sure anything will ever be like June 2003. That seems so long ago. Wow.
I'm going to miss it all. Even the bad times- As you put it bluntly the only thing I actually ever remember. But I do remember the good I do. Or else I wouldn't of fell in love. I wouldn't feel so strongly like I lost my left arm. I'm missing that left arm now. It's gone. We know not if it forever, but for a while I will feel this discomfort. I know I won't smile for a while. One of those real smiles, the happy ones. Where you just know everythings so goddamn perfect. Perfect. Once we were perfect. But I analyzed to much. I joked too much too. We had our loss of problems, but that was what made us.... yeah. It made us- us. Point Blank... I guess.
Now I'm off to finish reading 1984. I hate teachers they ruin good books by trying to cram them into our heads. I miss the "pleasure reading" as some of my teachers put it.
Goodnight.
I'm going to miss it all. Even the bad times- As you put it bluntly the only thing I actually ever remember. But I do remember the good I do. Or else I wouldn't of fell in love. I wouldn't feel so strongly like I lost my left arm. I'm missing that left arm now. It's gone. We know not if it forever, but for a while I will feel this discomfort. I know I won't smile for a while. One of those real smiles, the happy ones. Where you just know everythings so goddamn perfect. Perfect. Once we were perfect. But I analyzed to much. I joked too much too. We had our loss of problems, but that was what made us.... yeah. It made us- us. Point Blank... I guess.
Now I'm off to finish reading 1984. I hate teachers they ruin good books by trying to cram them into our heads. I miss the "pleasure reading" as some of my teachers put it.
Goodnight.