tears stream down your face
all the smell is gone from tabors shirt. i miss it, it smelled like summer. like the beach, and the sun, and peaches, and the opera house and the ocean...and fires and friends and...happy. i miss him and them.
i've gotten to the point where i don't even know what i feel anymore. all i know is that something is off, something is not right. or missing. i have this strong desire to go to california. i just feel like a part of me is not here. i feel unsatisfied in some way. i feel like i'll never be truly satisfied. i don't know what this is. it happens a lot to me.
i just miss too many people, and so many things and places, that i think i just can't handle it anymore. there isn't anymore room for me to miss people. it's all too much.
now lily's leaving. yet another person to say goodbye to.
i hate it.
i've gotten to the point where i don't even know what i feel anymore. all i know is that something is off, something is not right. or missing. i have this strong desire to go to california. i just feel like a part of me is not here. i feel unsatisfied in some way. i feel like i'll never be truly satisfied. i don't know what this is. it happens a lot to me.
i just miss too many people, and so many things and places, that i think i just can't handle it anymore. there isn't anymore room for me to miss people. it's all too much.
now lily's leaving. yet another person to say goodbye to.
i hate it.