Oct 07, 2014 01:02
I lay here in my bed. Its been months now. Yet I am here thinking of her and just wanting her... on the phone. I miss her voice and the little things. I miss sharing findings of the day with her. I miss her playing guitar for me.
... Its hard to think of these things when in the end she was never about me to begin with.
Its been a while since we spoke so I feel safe writing here. I doubt she's still checking up on me. I deleted my tumblr, we aren't friends on fb, I deleted our playlists, and I have no way of contacting her. So I'm thinking by now I should be ok.
I've started talking to other girls and with one in particular I am starting to see a potential. With her things are easy. We just pick a lot of random things to do and we do it. Its easy. During the week she does her thing and I do mine. We're busy people and its rather productive I think. She finds me on weekends and she's managed to make my Sunday's worth while.
Sundays is key. I'm really taking this one slowly. I broke a lot of rules with Sammy that I have for myself. This way i can minimize the risk of getting hurt.
I do miss Sammy though, but we know that that is it. I sent her an email a while ago and I haven't gotten a reply so.. That is that.