a pain that comes and goes.
the weekend's coming...the weekend, it's coming...i'm staying, and the person i love the most is going...it's painful, but, i suppose i understand...have i ever really had an option? no, not necessarily...it's been really hard, but i have faith. i hold on to that faith with everything i've got. i don't really think about it, because i feel as though i'm not being fair when i do. but, sometimes, i wonder how it would be had the tables turned. would the opinion be the same? it's hard having no one to talk to about it. i finally got you to open up about the situation. did it hurt? yeah, quite a bit...especially when i saw that look in your eyes, it made it much harder to swallow...partially because i knew it all along. it was just harder hearing it come from you, after all this time...it's hard knowing that something else will always be chosen over you, regardless of how you feel about it. if you've never felt dispensable before, that will definitely do it for you. it's okay, what will be, will be. i must continue to have faith, along with the feeling of vulnerablility. it's quite alright, i just worry sometimes...i hope for a safe trip...