Happy...happy...hap...
Happy "would-be" Monthaversary my dear...
I miss saying that, minus the "would-be."
Lastnight Jeff slept over. We talked for most of the night. I cried the whole night. We talked about Mindy. We talked about Shea. We talked about my mom. We talked about death, dieing, lonliness, heartache and such. We talked.
I cried myself to slept, but not without putting my heart back on. I know I'm not supposed to wear it. I know. I just...wanted to. I wanted to make sure I didn't forget for one second the entire day. I wanted to hurt. I wanted to miss him. And I did and still do.
I called him before my final just to...shoot the breeze. Just to say Happy "would-be." Just to remind him. Just to hear his voice before my day really began. Just to have some sanity. Just to make sure he was awake. Just to talk to him for one second. Just to say goodmorning. Just to say hope you have a good day. Just to hear him tell me the same. Just to see if he'd answer. Just to...shoot the breeze. Just to...
I went to the gravyard and bitched and talked and cried and yelled and laughed. Alone.
Shea and I talked today. It was a good talk. He hugged me told things I wanted to hear and some things I didn't. I know he's maturing and growing up...slowly. At times I think differently, but he is. I'm glad too. I'm proud of him for that.
I love you my heart...
-Danielle
I miss saying that, minus the "would-be."
Lastnight Jeff slept over. We talked for most of the night. I cried the whole night. We talked about Mindy. We talked about Shea. We talked about my mom. We talked about death, dieing, lonliness, heartache and such. We talked.
I cried myself to slept, but not without putting my heart back on. I know I'm not supposed to wear it. I know. I just...wanted to. I wanted to make sure I didn't forget for one second the entire day. I wanted to hurt. I wanted to miss him. And I did and still do.
I called him before my final just to...shoot the breeze. Just to say Happy "would-be." Just to remind him. Just to hear his voice before my day really began. Just to have some sanity. Just to make sure he was awake. Just to talk to him for one second. Just to say goodmorning. Just to say hope you have a good day. Just to hear him tell me the same. Just to see if he'd answer. Just to...shoot the breeze. Just to...
I went to the gravyard and bitched and talked and cried and yelled and laughed. Alone.
Shea and I talked today. It was a good talk. He hugged me told things I wanted to hear and some things I didn't. I know he's maturing and growing up...slowly. At times I think differently, but he is. I'm glad too. I'm proud of him for that.
I love you my heart...
-Danielle