|Current mood:|| blank|
Another letter regarding my feelings...
I think I only saw you a few times today, you only saw me twice. You smiled at me both times, I could tell that smile, it was your guilty smile. You know you've hurt me and I don't think you like it too much. I don't really like us not talking much, just saying hi on the odd occasion, it makes me miss what we had even more. I still want to be your friend, you know, not just a friend that does what we seem to be doing at the moment. Maybe in a couple of weeks you'll be able to look at me properly again and we'll get talking like we used to. I know nothing will ever be the same, I just wish we could have talked things through before it was too late. And I guess it is too late now. Before you liked me, life had so many lows, and I knew everything had hit rock bottom, but I also knew that if I waited, something... or someone... would come along and turn it all around. And that happened, but my journey on cloud nine had to end, my time expired or something, and everything's gone down again. It seems that life is like an hour glass, things just get worse and worse, and eventually, everything will hit the bottom, but if I just be patient and wait, something will come along and turn it around... I guess not talking to you or seeing you much has a good side, it'll probably help me to get over you, not that I want that much right now, but it's happening and I have to deal with it. But I'll be okay, I'm not sure when, I know it'll take a while, but I'll get over the tears and probably look back and laugh at how I cried so much and cared so much what you thought of me. I'll move on. :)
Vicky x x x x x