Jul 25, 2006 23:28
My thumb it throbbing with pain.
And I hate working a double.
And my anger won't go away.
I really don't want to write a purely emotion-driven entry, and I'm trying.
I want to go to a show.
I hope someone can say something to make me feel better.
And I want to see her.
Just being around her makes me happy, and no other girl has ever done that for me.
I just want to hear her voice, and the sound of her laughter.
I want to see her smile light the dark, and watch her beautiful amber locks blow in subtle summer wind.
I want to tell her everything, but I won't, because I'm a hopeless little coward.
And, after a month, I won't see her again for a long time.
It's exactly one month to the day.
I'll love that day... yet, at the same time, dread it...
I'll miss you all... and I'll miss those who don't read this as well...
But I need a change... now.
-Jim