October 29, 2006
Who would've thought that after all he was right? I am pathetic. It's been what, five days? I don't know and yet it feels like a month. Of course, now that I decided I won't Owled him anymore I do nothing but itch to grab a quill and some parchment and confess to him my darkest secrets. I miss him. God, I miss him so much and how can you miss someone that's never been yours to miss?
I know he's not mine, but that stupid thing inside me called heart doesn't seem to be privy of the fact. I just, I can't keep trying to understand what, I'm afraid, has no explanation. I love him. I love him so much it hurts. For the first time in my life I know the true meaning of the world yearn. I yearn for him, his lips, his legs, his eyes. Just him. All of him.
Fucking arsehole was right. I am pathetic.
I know he's not mine, but that stupid thing inside me called heart doesn't seem to be privy of the fact. I just, I can't keep trying to understand what, I'm afraid, has no explanation. I love him. I love him so much it hurts. For the first time in my life I know the true meaning of the world yearn. I yearn for him, his lips, his legs, his eyes. Just him. All of him.
Fucking arsehole was right. I am pathetic.