Some where to write...
I'm listening to this song. Let Them Be Little- Lonestar. I was going to post the lyrics but you should just download the song. It's so awesome... it makes you want to be little again. If only you could be little again. Then maybe your heart wouldn't be breaking. Then maybe you wouldn't have to break his heart. Then maybe you wouldn't have to grow up scared. Scared of being alone. Scared of losing it all.
I'm reading this book. It's called The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold. I think it's one of the best books I have ever read. But it scares me. Whenever you just feel like you don't want to be here anymore, you think well in death, I'll find peace. Well what if you don't? You know? Well, maybe you don't know. It's just that little twinge of fear I get when I think too much. I hate that feeling. That physical feeling when you feel like your whole body just gets scared.
Anyways, thanks for the comment Ash. I always love reading what you have to write me. But unfortunately, there is no Scott and I. He says he's not over her. And I can see it. I see that he's still in love with her... and it's just time that I let it go. We stood in the kitchen at our timeshare for an hour and just talked about stuff... particularly the baby. This was the first time we actually talked about what happened after it happened. I can't really tell you what he said. Because I don't remember. All I remember is me talking.
I hate letting go. And it really sucks when you have to let go of something you didn't really have.
Well, I'm going to pack... I really don't want to go to camp. I'm SO dreading it. But I'll talk to you girls when I get back. I miss you. I love you.
I'm reading this book. It's called The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold. I think it's one of the best books I have ever read. But it scares me. Whenever you just feel like you don't want to be here anymore, you think well in death, I'll find peace. Well what if you don't? You know? Well, maybe you don't know. It's just that little twinge of fear I get when I think too much. I hate that feeling. That physical feeling when you feel like your whole body just gets scared.
Anyways, thanks for the comment Ash. I always love reading what you have to write me. But unfortunately, there is no Scott and I. He says he's not over her. And I can see it. I see that he's still in love with her... and it's just time that I let it go. We stood in the kitchen at our timeshare for an hour and just talked about stuff... particularly the baby. This was the first time we actually talked about what happened after it happened. I can't really tell you what he said. Because I don't remember. All I remember is me talking.
I hate letting go. And it really sucks when you have to let go of something you didn't really have.
Well, I'm going to pack... I really don't want to go to camp. I'm SO dreading it. But I'll talk to you girls when I get back. I miss you. I love you.