Apr 18, 2005 19:10
On Friday my dad came down to visit me and we went to dinner. And then on Saturday we went down to Senior Frogg's and he made me take tequila shots. And yes, he did MAKE me. Then on Sunday we went horse back riding. My ass is sore. Damn.,...
I sit in this apartment and I feel soo... exhasperated. I'm am getting to this point now where I'm worried about what will happen when things become "normal" again. Because, despite what we like to believe, we don't really know each other. And we have never lived together. Who knows what will really happen.
I'm afraid that after you get back this apartment will still feel..... e m p t y. What if the happiness I'm lacking is not from your absence but from my own. What if you come home and you still can't help me find myself. What if you are not the one who is supposed to save me.
I know it may be hard to hear, but just because you are happy doesn't mean I am happy. And even though I am happy WITH you, I'm not happy with myself.
I can't dump my lifelessness on you and expect you to change me.