Feb 17, 2002 10:15
10:15 sunday morning.
"i am drawing the story of how hard we tried."
i'm okay. i never felt like dying. i cried some. but i survived. and i'm okay. hah. i gave my mom a hug this morning and she knew it ended. i guess she saw i knew it wasn't working. ::shrugs:: oh, well. who knows what tomorrow will bring? actually... speaking of.. what the hell AM i doing tomorrow? god i hate feeling romantic-y but i just want to go in the future 10 years and wake up next to someone i'm in love with. blah! lol.. things don't exactly work the way you want them to if you plan them out so much and so exactly. i know i'll be alright. there are just moments it's a little more difficult to keep the tears inside.
"and i am walking out in the rain and i'm listening to the lawnmower and the dial tone again, and i am getting no where with you.. and i can't let it go and i can't get through."