Why doesn't time work like I want it to?

Sep 28, 2003 23:20

If my computer eats this one more time I’m giving up. I hate this stupid thing.

Tonight is my last night here with John. I don’t want to leave tomorrow. I would do anything to be able to stay but I know that I have to go. He will be back up in New York someday soon and we will buy him a duck or something. I don’t remember, all I know is he called me a chick and I laughed. It’s still pretty funny to me now. Why am I so easily amused?
Right now I am spending the whole night in John’s arms. I don’t want to ever leave them. Tomorrow I just know I am going to need someone to pull me away and force me to get on my plane. I will just sleep the whole way home because I don’t want to now. I don’t want to waste whatever time I have left sleeping.

One last thing on a completely different subject. Why must you start talking to me only to get mad at me again. Why must you hold everything against me? You are the most impossible person to deal with and I don’t know why either of us bother.

I had so much more but I’ve had to rewrite this so many times this was all that is left.
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