• Delicate

    by  • February 12, 2012 • Lost Love • 2 Comments

    I miss being in love.
    I miss feeling loved.
    I miss you. Everything you stand for. Everything you are. Everything you aren’t.
    I miss the stability.
    I’m tired of the back and forth, up and down, unsure nature of the game.
    I’m just tired.
    And on some level, I want YOU to be the one to remedy all of this…but then there’s her. And she’s almost this kindred spirit that I want to guide in the right direction because she’s clearly special to you.

    Fuck. what do I do?

    I guess I’ll just cry and otherwise pretend like the world continues to rotate the same way it always has.

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    2 Responses to Delicate

    1. sigh
      February 12, 2012 at 9:37 am

      Wonder if anyone sees what so often goes without mention?




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    2. **
      February 12, 2012 at 10:46 am

      “…I guess I’ll just cry and otherwise pretend like the world continues to rotate the same way it always has.”

      I’m probably misunderstanding as would be completely expected in a situation such as this but shouldn’t it read like this:

      “…I guess I’ll just cry and otherwise pretend like the world doesn’t continue to rotate the same way it always has.”




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