| 10:32p |
am i trapped?
I'm starting to- scratch that. Trapped is what I've felt like for some time. The repetitive school-drama-blah isn't exciting.. Same people. Same places. I don't feel that way the minute I leave, like on the NE trip, new york, new orleans. Saturday- orlando. Tuesday- tampa. I just want so much more
Its love that's done this to me
Now that I experienced that blissful safety I understand
How can you ever go back to being independent once you have felt whole in another persons arms?
Sometimes I feel so naïve. Actually that's a lie, I only feel naïve after those miraculous incidents where I feel like I grew up a little be- be it over a period of time or what I call a mental growth spurt.
Love is so comfortable and safe. My perspective is so different now that I understand that. I would like to silently apoligize for everytime I have chided someone for wanting a significant other to make them happy. Not like now I think everyone should become solely interdependent.. I know now
I miss him so much
I hate saying him
Names are beautiful
I want to make people laugh
Happy
I find safety in the stars and thank them for the incredible things they allow to happen, be it a short time.
I feel slightly better after writing on here. Serene
Goodnight.
P.s. I'm not in love with you, but I do love you.
Current Mood: incomplete
Current Music: the echoes of dave matthews in my body |