Bittersweet Symphony
This week, technically from wednesday to sunday, i went to Oswego to visit my friends. I had a blast. It just felt so natural to b there and helping, and joking and just doing nothing. But even though it felt so good, and natural, i still can't live there. Its just way too depressing. So i came back last night, well it was this morning. I got home, to Brentwood, at around 230 in the am. I then went to Christina's house to talk to her about what was going to happen to "us". Well even though it hurt me, hurt me so much, i had to say that we had no future and that there is no more "us". It was really the hardest thing i've ever done. I know that she cheated on me and that should b it. But for the life of me i can't help but love her. And i can't help thinking that i made a huge mistake. For the three hours that i was there all i wanted to do was hold her in my arms and tell her that everything was going to be ok, and that it doesn't matter what had happened, but i couldn't. I knew that, in the long run, it'll eat away at me and i couldn't have that, it wouldn't b fair to either of us. So i left her house with two broken hearts, hers and mine. I feel like such a dirtbag. And I've been pretty testy and emotional all day. What's worse is that once again, I'm all alone. So to quote a Blink song, "I guess this is growing up."
p.s. "DUDE'S NIGHT OUT"
it was the best time i've had in a long time....
p.s. "DUDE'S NIGHT OUT"
it was the best time i've had in a long time....