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I spent last night in a place I spent a fair bit of my teenage days lusting after or rather someone. as I drove past the places I recognized I couldn't help but be transported back to these memories in my mind. it saddens me to think that is all they are now... memories. as I pulled away in the train I read back on entries I made over four years ago.. the feeling have dulled but I can't help but think about him... people always talk about the one that got away.. well I guess this is him. my first unrequited, a bad time for you a desperate time for me. I often wonder why I don't feel these emotions or want to write about my current relationship and I have to remind myself that I am not a 16 year old hopeless case anymore. still I wonder and only something that something is missing...
currently I am happy, something that feels good to say. I feel as if things are only beginning to take it's real form in my life and so much is yet to come..
I swear I will write more in the new year.
currently I am happy, something that feels good to say. I feel as if things are only beginning to take it's real form in my life and so much is yet to come..
I swear I will write more in the new year.