Home is where the heart is...
That's what they say isn't it. Well, lately home hasn't been the same. I mean, I GUESS home is in Pine Bluff, where my family and friends....well...used to be. My family is still there, and so are my problems. I guess I was under the impression that once I left Pine Bluff to go to college, that all of my problems would disappear. It didnt' happen. All of my life I had been waiting around for this one moment where I get to cleanse myself of all of my burdens and finally be free from the constraints of my past.
I wish it were the case. But there's always going to be that person holding you down. It seems that Elizabeth is that person to me. She keeps telling me that she loves me. Even though I tell her that there's someone else...there's another person for me...she continues to tell me this. There is a condition, I'll admit it. I have to tell her that I want her to stop saying it...but....it's hard.
When you've loved somebody for so long and you hear those words...after a while, they start to lose their feeling.
I dunno, this was going to be a deep and insightful entry about this topic. But screw it, i've lost the inspiration.
I went home this weekend, and when I got there, I was bored out of my mind. I mean, I saw my parents, whom i haven't seen in quite some time, but that wasn't what satisfied me. The real thing was my dog. I couldn't wait to see my dog. There's just something about that beautiful angel when she pranced in the room and jumped on me. I'll be a man and admit..i cried.
I wrapped my arms around her and wouldn't let go....she was so warm and calm...and then she went to sleep on me. I know that I sound a little creepy...especially since it's just an animal...but I don't know. When there's no one there for you at home...you do what you have to do. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents...but my dog was just...there for me...and she always has.
I miss her so much right now...I dunno...i talk about her like she's a real person.
It's sad when I go home to see my dog over my parents...I'm a bad person...
I wish it were the case. But there's always going to be that person holding you down. It seems that Elizabeth is that person to me. She keeps telling me that she loves me. Even though I tell her that there's someone else...there's another person for me...she continues to tell me this. There is a condition, I'll admit it. I have to tell her that I want her to stop saying it...but....it's hard.
When you've loved somebody for so long and you hear those words...after a while, they start to lose their feeling.
I dunno, this was going to be a deep and insightful entry about this topic. But screw it, i've lost the inspiration.
I went home this weekend, and when I got there, I was bored out of my mind. I mean, I saw my parents, whom i haven't seen in quite some time, but that wasn't what satisfied me. The real thing was my dog. I couldn't wait to see my dog. There's just something about that beautiful angel when she pranced in the room and jumped on me. I'll be a man and admit..i cried.
I wrapped my arms around her and wouldn't let go....she was so warm and calm...and then she went to sleep on me. I know that I sound a little creepy...especially since it's just an animal...but I don't know. When there's no one there for you at home...you do what you have to do. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents...but my dog was just...there for me...and she always has.
I miss her so much right now...I dunno...i talk about her like she's a real person.
It's sad when I go home to see my dog over my parents...I'm a bad person...