wispers
i wish everyone was a sucker for second chances.
tonight was great and terrible at the same time, the bad is whats keeping me up so late. its been a long time since i have updated, but everything been realyl busy and mostly shitty, so i felt the need to comaplin some more in this journal. sometimes it feels as though i have no one i can really talk to, its really depressing. im afraid to talk to my frineds about certin things. but one thing is for sure, i wont forget that evening about 2 weeks ago. we sat next to each other, close enough where i could feel the soft heat from your body, we wept while wathcing a good movie, you kissed me on the cheek, on the way home, the first snowfall took palce. that small, simple kiss made me weak in the knees for the first time in a long time. i miss it so much, i want to be wanted. i want to feel needed, cared for, i want to have someone to come home to, someone who i call in between classes just to say i love you, someone who i can call on nights like these and say how lucky i am to have. something real, something exclusivly mine to cherish for what little time we have here. i want someone to wear my old t-shirts, i want my pillow cases to smell like you. i want my car windows to fog with your breath. i want you back. as over as it may be in the heads of some, im just not ready to let go.
tonight was great and terrible at the same time, the bad is whats keeping me up so late. its been a long time since i have updated, but everything been realyl busy and mostly shitty, so i felt the need to comaplin some more in this journal. sometimes it feels as though i have no one i can really talk to, its really depressing. im afraid to talk to my frineds about certin things. but one thing is for sure, i wont forget that evening about 2 weeks ago. we sat next to each other, close enough where i could feel the soft heat from your body, we wept while wathcing a good movie, you kissed me on the cheek, on the way home, the first snowfall took palce. that small, simple kiss made me weak in the knees for the first time in a long time. i miss it so much, i want to be wanted. i want to feel needed, cared for, i want to have someone to come home to, someone who i call in between classes just to say i love you, someone who i can call on nights like these and say how lucky i am to have. something real, something exclusivly mine to cherish for what little time we have here. i want someone to wear my old t-shirts, i want my pillow cases to smell like you. i want my car windows to fog with your breath. i want you back. as over as it may be in the heads of some, im just not ready to let go.