my william shakespear
so....i think i had one of the my best conversations with just yesterday. while he was drunk of course. it seems that people always say what they really mean after theyve been drinking. i really wanted to go yesterday and i ended up staying home because he told me too. and then i told him i was gonna go anyway and i was gonna stop by central and visit the most lovely justine on my way home. but he nevcer said come anyway and then ended up yelling at me. then it gets to be about 130am and my phone rings...you know when some days all you want to hear is that certain ringtone, but it never comes. everytime the phone rings you hope that song will start playing, well, for the first time in a long time thats the one that played. and then we talked for like 2 hours. it was nice. it was just stupid little things. we actually talked about stuff that matters, things that are goin on in life. which let me tell you hes not that bad at doing when hes drunk. it was really sweet...but thats what i say now. i mean last night will always be sweet but when im shoved back out the door, im sure ill be singing a different tune. lol. i just dont see how someone can have that affect on you. well....me. i finally stop thinking about him....well, not entirely ofcourse. but for the most part (in the more then a friend way) and then he just swoops down and takes you away. like nothing was ever missing. like all there ever was, was just the 2 of you. sometimes i wish he would just stay away and leave my heart alone....but then what would be the point in life? i want to share my life with someone. i dont want to go thru all my days alone. and right now the days go by and new boys come around, whether it be a friend bringing them around or just someone new that i meet. but none of them seem to take the thought of justin away. im not saying that justins the one i want to spend the rest of my life with, that would be stupid to say right now....were both so young and have alot ahead of us.....but right now i want to share my life with him. it was really nice having him talk to me last night. i mean i want to know whats going on in his life...i wish it didnt take him getting drunk to want to share everything with me....to really want me there with him.
but who knows, tomorrow might be day one of being ignored again...but if in the end of all the pain and being pushed away and yelled at when hes not even angry at me...i end up in his arms, that would make my world as of today complete.
and so today i leave you with a few well spoken words:
1) They do not love that do not show their love.
The course of true love
never did run smooth.
Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.
2)Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs,
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes,
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Meagan Amber
but who knows, tomorrow might be day one of being ignored again...but if in the end of all the pain and being pushed away and yelled at when hes not even angry at me...i end up in his arms, that would make my world as of today complete.
and so today i leave you with a few well spoken words:
1) They do not love that do not show their love.
The course of true love
never did run smooth.
Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.
2)Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs,
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes,
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Meagan Amber