It's been over a year since she died, and everyone I've dated after her has felt empty. Is it a fear of getting serious with someone and potentially losing them? Is it an inability? Is it the luck of the draw
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I remember when I first met her, I had already known she had cancer. It was, in fact, the main reason I started talking to her. My friend Sarah was worried for me specifically because she knew what it would do to me if I lost yet another loved one, especially someone I was -in- love with. She was completely right, and sometimes I wish I had listened to her... but in reality, I know that I wouldn't have reconsidered getting involved with her solely because she might die on me. Even when just barely met each other, I knew I loved her. I had to have her. Shaving my long hair away to show support for her pretty much sealed the deal... but in the end I guess I doesn't really matter how I won her over... or maybe it does? I don't know how to feel about this anymore than I did when I learned she died.
Aw *hug*. I'm sad that I never got the chance to meet her. She seemed like a very cool girl, and it saddens me that she is gone. I don't think I could ever come close to understanding that kind if pain, although I wish I could because then I might have something more meaningful to say.... I'm unfortunately not very good with words
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