Jan 04, 2007 21:37
Every morning for the past, oh about week, I have gotten up, found my Ipod and played Wonderwall.
And then I get on the bus, wave to Krista and Kim, turn around and play Wonderwall.
If theres time in free period, I'll play Wonderwall.
And after all that Wonderwall I come home and play it again.
Hm. I wonder what I'll do when I get up tomorrow.
I just told someone and if you figure it out, it'll be "amazing"
that "i miss talking with you on the phone everynight like we did around a year ago. i know i can't get it back, but i thought you'd like to know. the end"
he hasn't responded and i dont expect him too. he's moving on, or so it seems and he should be. god knows i haven't been able to make up my mind since 9th grade. i don't expect him to understand me anymore. i don't expect him to want to do anything anymore with me. there's a point where i need to move on because he'd probably destroy me, but im not moving. i don't know where to go and what to do.
sleep is needed