May 03, 2005 16:55
Heather just left.
Heather needs space to find out who she is, who she wants to be deep down. She told me she's never been anything else except somebody's someone, and she needs to find space. I was split down the middle... half of me wanted to keep her near, keep her safe, love her, hold her, protect her. The other half wanted her to be happy, be free and to come back when she felt it was time.
She told me that there may never be a time for coming back, and didnt want me to hold out hope indefinatley.
Whatever the result was, Heather has left to go and live at Adams (her gay friend), and find herself, who she wants to be. When she needs me, when she misses me, I hope she calls. I hope she remembers. In 5 minutes, 5 months or however long it takes her to find herself and be happy.
I know if she gets the independance she wants, finds herself, then she'll be free and happy. And if she still remembers when she does, then what we have could be magic. All she needs to do is pick up the phone.
Till then, take care of her for me would you?