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Missing Him. Feeling: I gave all I could but it left me so sore But the thing that makes me mad Is the one thing that I had I knew, I knew I'd lose you You'll always be special to me And I remember all the things we once shared Will in forget in time? Special. No Need to Argue, by The Cranberries Yeah. That would be my anthem for the moment. Study the words carefully if you didn't get it the first time. The hardest part is not knowing whether I ache for the loss of the person, or the loss of having a person. Is it the boy, or the habit I miss? You can't mourn the loss of a status word. It's just not right. And if that's what I'm doing, it makes me all the more low. (For anyone who cares, there was no dumping on either side. It was a mutual thing. Friendship-that-really-can't-be-anymore-for-obvious-reasons.) Comments? 0 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |