Hope may Fall
After roaming the internet for countless hours/days, I believe I have found some hope. While doing my searches, I found one reference that looks very promising. I left a note on the person's journal, hopefully they do not think I am a total weirdo and help me out. I need this closure sooo much. I also found the person had a myspace page, I will not message them on there, and I do not want to seem like a total stalker. I know I am... Although it took me over a year just to find this much, I feel sad that I never expressed this to anyone before. They are after all a long lost love. I just need to say my goodbye or my welcome back. I never realized that they had such a grasp on me.
Remembering the time when I went to visit her. It was an eight hour plane trip to Halifax then a three or five hour bus trip to Greenwood. I walk towards the hotel, feeling eyes upon me. I call her once I settle down into the room; she invites me to attend class with her. I slept with knots. I wake and stand at the bus stop and wait. The bus approaches and the knots do not release. Stepping on board the bus I see her for the first time and the weight drops, I felt like crying. (I still get emotional when I think of her) The next day I wonder around the town and I end up at the mall. There the security person asks me fifty questions and makes sure that her parents know that I am there. Weird feeling that was... I spend the week with her, not allowed to go to school with them though. Spending most of my time roaming around and writing... I met her parents and ate with them; I do wonder how they felt about me. On the night before my departure we decide to get drunk with a couple of her friends. Some of the males there threatened me, I did not care... I was/am will to fight for her to the death. Nothing happened of it. In the morning I kissed her on the forehead, called the taxi and waited. I returned to the hotel and gathered my belongs. Walking to the bus stop from once I came. Her mother and her drove by and picked me up. I had lunch with them. They dropped me off at the bus stop and the bus approached. She hugged me, kissed me on the cheek and said "I love you." Till this day I still hear her say this and till this day I still cry.
Remembering the time when I went to visit her. It was an eight hour plane trip to Halifax then a three or five hour bus trip to Greenwood. I walk towards the hotel, feeling eyes upon me. I call her once I settle down into the room; she invites me to attend class with her. I slept with knots. I wake and stand at the bus stop and wait. The bus approaches and the knots do not release. Stepping on board the bus I see her for the first time and the weight drops, I felt like crying. (I still get emotional when I think of her) The next day I wonder around the town and I end up at the mall. There the security person asks me fifty questions and makes sure that her parents know that I am there. Weird feeling that was... I spend the week with her, not allowed to go to school with them though. Spending most of my time roaming around and writing... I met her parents and ate with them; I do wonder how they felt about me. On the night before my departure we decide to get drunk with a couple of her friends. Some of the males there threatened me, I did not care... I was/am will to fight for her to the death. Nothing happened of it. In the morning I kissed her on the forehead, called the taxi and waited. I returned to the hotel and gathered my belongs. Walking to the bus stop from once I came. Her mother and her drove by and picked me up. I had lunch with them. They dropped me off at the bus stop and the bus approached. She hugged me, kissed me on the cheek and said "I love you." Till this day I still hear her say this and till this day I still cry.