Feb 20, 2005 17:13
He left me his dogtags. My heart itches.
As much as I don't want to admit it, I had the most awesome week. It was just so damn weird, so unreal...so horrid now that it's finished. I have a stupid feeling that I've changed after this experience...that I'm not going to be the same, in a good way though.
The house feels so weird now that he's gone, after all he was here my first week in the house. I was barely adjusting and it seemed so normal with him here...now I'm all lonely and stuff. His room is all empty and sad and there's no wrestling in the living room, no one to shut off the Smashing Pumpkins because 'they suck' and no one to fuck with my hair. How fucking cruel that I'm never going to see him again.
I know to some people who I won't mention -MADT- are probably feeling like I totally abandoned them this week. I didn't mean to, you know. Besides all this work I had to do around the house, I had work to go to and all sorts of shit to do. I wasn't just laying around the house or going out the whole time. If I would have found enough time to call and talk to you I would have and you know it. I didn't want to call you and let you go 5 minutes later, that's just not enough time for me. I'd rather talk to you for hours at a time. SO there. Rant and rave if you'd like, you know I can take it.
-sigh- Just letting the emo out...
I hope he's home by now. And that his plane didn't crash.
It's just better if I say so long and goodnight, so long and goodnight.
Happy Bday Kurt.