Oct 10, 2007 10:12
The smell of her hair. The touch of her hand. The taste of her lips against mine. I miss it so much. I long for a look of longing from her eyes. A hug in moments that make my heart leap from my chest. Are these things so much to ask for?
I couldn't help but send her a message through myspace. I know I shouldn't of. I can't help myself. I wrote her letter of compassion and a bit of longing. I asked her to tell me what she wants from me. I asked her to email me or call me. She called me. She sounds so innocent and beautiful on the phone. I missed her voice.
She told me she's happy for me that I'm getting better, but that she's upset that I overdosed on my anidepressents. She's scared to lose me. I don't know, honestly, why I did that. I just wanted to fall asleep. Not forever. I had no intention to kill myself, even now. I'm done with that. It's just that day it was a bad day in general. The day was going so horribly bad and I was desperatly missing Anna. She's afraid that I'm gonna keep doing that. But to tell the truth I don't want to. I don't do it on purpose.
*putting it behind me*
I'm just gonna start taking better care of what I do.