Today...
is just another day that's got me thinking. I've always known that I've been fearful of everything. There seems to be a lingering darkness within in me that contains the powerful and vile FEAR. I'm certain that I'm on the brink of falling. I feel like I'm going to fall off the edge of my "insecurity bridge." I'm supposed to be safe while I walk across this bridge to my girl. And I'm only halfway across right now. And the wind is blowing and the water beneath me is rising...that's my insecurity level right now. I know I trust her...but I don't know what's wrong with me. I love that girl with all my heart. I can't ever lose her. Don't want to. Gotta hang on tight. This is the love of my Life.
I miss my best friend. Even though on a normal basis I don't talk to her that often unless we're together in person (we're not the kind of best friends who phone each other and talk for hours; that'd be me and my girlfriend,) knowing that she isn't here in cheery and warm ol' Centerville just gets me thinking too much. I really miss her. You know, the laughter and the jokes that we incessantly conjure up. Gossips and rumors and "what-if" scenerios...what am I going to do without that girl when we're off to college? Separated. Going our own ways. Well, at least we're family. We'll see each other on holidays. Family gatherings. The good stuff. Week one down, only six more to go. I can't believe she won't be home for her birthday. Elaine, call me on your birthday. You know the cellular. I wanna wish you a happy 17th.
June 28th. Gloomy day for some odd reason. I had better get back to my studies sooner or later...or failure won't cease its pursuit upon me. I need to. I want to. But where is my motivation?
I miss my best friend. Even though on a normal basis I don't talk to her that often unless we're together in person (we're not the kind of best friends who phone each other and talk for hours; that'd be me and my girlfriend,) knowing that she isn't here in cheery and warm ol' Centerville just gets me thinking too much. I really miss her. You know, the laughter and the jokes that we incessantly conjure up. Gossips and rumors and "what-if" scenerios...what am I going to do without that girl when we're off to college? Separated. Going our own ways. Well, at least we're family. We'll see each other on holidays. Family gatherings. The good stuff. Week one down, only six more to go. I can't believe she won't be home for her birthday. Elaine, call me on your birthday. You know the cellular. I wanna wish you a happy 17th.
June 28th. Gloomy day for some odd reason. I had better get back to my studies sooner or later...or failure won't cease its pursuit upon me. I need to. I want to. But where is my motivation?