its not what i think, its what you say.
today is the beginning of being alone. i dont know how it happened that i have so many people around me, loving me, and i feel most alone. But its alright. im beginnning to think i am happier this way. . there is nothing i like more than reading or writeing by myself. i cant enjoy those things as much with someone else around.
i do enjoy making things, and cooking for someone and things like that. things tha tmake people feel loved.
but lately it seems like i am giving and not getting. not theat people arent trying just that isit snot coming through.
im just going to stop wondering who and when im goign to feel loved back.
where this is money. food. tickets. stuff. i want cards. flowers, love. kisses. litttle things people dont think are imporatnat anymore.
i cantfind them anymore. romance is dead so it seems.
i dont want sex. i want a song under my window at night. i dont want to go to dinner. i want breakfast with someone in the morning. waking up slowly. i want an unexpected phone call.
oh well. im not complaingin. i am a happy girl. for now at least complacent.
im contect nand i like it that way.
i havent had more than an hour or three laone in over a month it feels nice to think. without other things in the way. ive been on the phone., in the store, on a bus, in a car, with soneone, on my way to someone, at a show, at a party, in someones bed...in someones arms...
i forgot what it was like not to have plans. or hear someone elses voice constantly.
i do enjoy making things, and cooking for someone and things like that. things tha tmake people feel loved.
but lately it seems like i am giving and not getting. not theat people arent trying just that isit snot coming through.
im just going to stop wondering who and when im goign to feel loved back.
where this is money. food. tickets. stuff. i want cards. flowers, love. kisses. litttle things people dont think are imporatnat anymore.
i cantfind them anymore. romance is dead so it seems.
i dont want sex. i want a song under my window at night. i dont want to go to dinner. i want breakfast with someone in the morning. waking up slowly. i want an unexpected phone call.
oh well. im not complaingin. i am a happy girl. for now at least complacent.
im contect nand i like it that way.
i havent had more than an hour or three laone in over a month it feels nice to think. without other things in the way. ive been on the phone., in the store, on a bus, in a car, with soneone, on my way to someone, at a show, at a party, in someones bed...in someones arms...
i forgot what it was like not to have plans. or hear someone elses voice constantly.