I want you to show up at my house, stand on the second step of my porch, and kiss me like it's the last you'll ever have, with your hands on my cheek and tears in your eyes as you tell me over and over that you'll never leave again.

This will never happen. Please, please just love me. Love me like I love you, to the ends of the earth. Please

It's right about now, in the early morning before sleep, that it really starts to hurt. In the daylight I'm great at rationalizing, but lying in my bed all I can imagine is the empty space beside me that you used to occupy ( Read more... )

Life has been fairly good. I got a job at the Renaissance, which is the ritzy hotel in North Hills. Today is my first real day of work, and I'm nervous. I've done banquet serving before, but the Ramada Inn of Burlington does nothing to account for the number one Renaissance which is the number one brand of ALL Merriott hotels. That's serious ( Read more... )

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