[mood|
lonely]
[music| The Very Thought of You, Ella Fitzgerald]
This morning, listening to my wedding compilation, I miss love. I miss love one thousand times more than I miss sex. I kind of hate to be sappy, so I usually don't mention that part. Oh God, why am I listening to thing?! This is torture. The first visual this CD gives me is slow dancing with Brian in our diningroom. (sigh) This is one of the residuals of divorce I suppose. At first all you can remember is the bad times, and then you slowly remember the good times, and those are the times when you need someone to give you a hug (no matter how much I protest). Hehe...
Oh GOD NO!!!! Extreme's "More than words" is on! Kill me now! This has to be the sappiest song in the world, and I cry every time (if I did that sort of thing). Arg, this post is quickly going into the crapper. You may stop reading now if you so desire.
This winter me and Brian will have been together for four years. I guess it isn't that long since we kind of aren't together anymore... I like to act like it doesn't bother me, mostly because it doesn't matter how I act, it will still be over.
Oh good, I needed "Unchained Melody", that's it, someone's gonna die.
I think I have to end this post, it is rambling and really about nothing. Just feeling a little lonely today I guess. I wanted to talk about other stuff, but I think I'm going to start a new journal entry because this one is too blah.