the salt on your cheek was surreal
It was comforting being held so close while I spilled every content of my brain and my heart. I never intended to cry, but letting go for once did some good. In a way I feel bad for telling him what was bothering me because he started to remember what bothered him. We opened up to each other.I for once actually opened up without having the notion he wouldn't understand or what have you. Its not like a weights been lifted, its just that now I feel like I've got some bothersome memories out in the open.
I mean it when I say a lot of things bother me, it gets harder at times when I come to think about it. It use to be that I'd put everything in the back of my mind like some safe and treasure getting locked up. No, I've changed far too much these past years. I'm not the person I use to be. I will try to tell what's bothering me now-a-days or else it'll stick with me far too long.
Our girls team won last night. Its great and all, but sometimes I really don't feel like swimming anymore. Maybe I'm just acting this way because I get paranoid and tired from all the work I do. I'm dying for a break sometime soon. But when I think about it in the long run, when do I get breaks from my busy life? When swimming is over, I start track and when track is over I only have a few weeks till swimming starts right back up again.
Sigh, I miss the music and I especially don't like my writers block this year.
I only have a few splurts of good poetry, but other than that my writing has come to a halt for now.
I mean it when I say a lot of things bother me, it gets harder at times when I come to think about it. It use to be that I'd put everything in the back of my mind like some safe and treasure getting locked up. No, I've changed far too much these past years. I'm not the person I use to be. I will try to tell what's bothering me now-a-days or else it'll stick with me far too long.
Our girls team won last night. Its great and all, but sometimes I really don't feel like swimming anymore. Maybe I'm just acting this way because I get paranoid and tired from all the work I do. I'm dying for a break sometime soon. But when I think about it in the long run, when do I get breaks from my busy life? When swimming is over, I start track and when track is over I only have a few weeks till swimming starts right back up again.
Sigh, I miss the music and I especially don't like my writers block this year.
I only have a few splurts of good poetry, but other than that my writing has come to a halt for now.