send out an S.O.S call its a quarter past 4 in the morning...
Ever listen to a good song that just drags u in? u just sit there listenin to the strum of the strings and the words and towards the end u realize that uve been sittin there in a blank stare, daydreaming through the whole song. the song just pulled u into urself. I love music. I love how i can make a mixed CD that will express exactly how I feel. I suck with words. I have a hard time explaining myself and talking about how I feel. Music does it for me.
My dad cleaned out everything from the attic cause he's adding more insulation. I just went through all my old shit and threw out alot of stuff i was holdin on to. Well I found a duffle bag with me and Garrett's 3 yr relationship in it. fuckin blast from the past. I thought I had lost it. when we got back together for those 6 mons like 2 yrs ago I went searching for it and couldnt find it. It has our first emails to each other, pictures, movie stubs, poems he wrote me, cards he gave me, and the only copy of my song he wrote me. I sat there and read everything. totally brought tears to my eyes. even though we are no more, Im so happy I experienced true love cause our love was deep and passionate. I read the poems and letters he wrote to me and I dont know who that person is anymore. He's not the same Garrett he was back then. Growing up hardens people. We never played games, we wore our hearts on our sleeves back in 2001. I'll always hold on to everything in that duffle bag. It shows me there is such thing as true love. Real passionate love. I hope t find it again someday.
My dad cleaned out everything from the attic cause he's adding more insulation. I just went through all my old shit and threw out alot of stuff i was holdin on to. Well I found a duffle bag with me and Garrett's 3 yr relationship in it. fuckin blast from the past. I thought I had lost it. when we got back together for those 6 mons like 2 yrs ago I went searching for it and couldnt find it. It has our first emails to each other, pictures, movie stubs, poems he wrote me, cards he gave me, and the only copy of my song he wrote me. I sat there and read everything. totally brought tears to my eyes. even though we are no more, Im so happy I experienced true love cause our love was deep and passionate. I read the poems and letters he wrote to me and I dont know who that person is anymore. He's not the same Garrett he was back then. Growing up hardens people. We never played games, we wore our hearts on our sleeves back in 2001. I'll always hold on to everything in that duffle bag. It shows me there is such thing as true love. Real passionate love. I hope t find it again someday.