....i can't even descirbe this..
i felt something for the first time tonight.
that frantic feeling a parent must get when they're searching or worried about a child.
the feeling andrew must've felt the night i was kicked out of the house.
how did i know? how did i know he was laughing and giggling and enjoying himself while i was at home freaking out because i couldn't get ahold of him.
i suppose it was because he never ever does this kind of thing that it made me the most worried. i thought he had been tripping and pulled over by the cops. i thought he was .... fuck ... i don't know. i was scared.
it makes me more mad that i can't even get mad. i would do the same damn thing. i would lose track of time also. i would go out and have fun thinking he wouldn't be home till 11 like always. but now i know what it feels like to be on the other end of that stick and i don't want to cause others to feel that again. fuck no.
we've got two weeks left together, why does it feel like we're both pulling away?
that frantic feeling a parent must get when they're searching or worried about a child.
the feeling andrew must've felt the night i was kicked out of the house.
how did i know? how did i know he was laughing and giggling and enjoying himself while i was at home freaking out because i couldn't get ahold of him.
i suppose it was because he never ever does this kind of thing that it made me the most worried. i thought he had been tripping and pulled over by the cops. i thought he was .... fuck ... i don't know. i was scared.
it makes me more mad that i can't even get mad. i would do the same damn thing. i would lose track of time also. i would go out and have fun thinking he wouldn't be home till 11 like always. but now i know what it feels like to be on the other end of that stick and i don't want to cause others to feel that again. fuck no.
we've got two weeks left together, why does it feel like we're both pulling away?