i think i'm in trouble. not real trouble. no immediate punishment.
just the kind of trouble you get when you care too much.
i love him...you know? i feel silly and giddy, happy, and loved when i am with him.
I feel as though i am at a point where i am no longer worried about him leaving
(though he's made it clear this isn't going to last forever).
either way i'm turning to a mushy mess. and it's great.
i've never felt this way. i've been in love before, or maybe i was severely
infatuated with a really great person. my wild, handsome, genius.
and now i've replaced that love with something better.
she found me crying downtown grove city.
of course she was going to pick me up
she's a hippy, it would be bad karma
or something if she didn't see what was
the matter.
as we sat on the rock, smoking the bowl
she told me something i will never forget
'you are completely in love with something and nothing will ever
be as great, or so you think. now that it is over you imagine
life will never be the same, nothing will ever be as amazing
as what you once thought you had. one day, something will
come along and not necessarily replace but be so much better.
one day you will find yourself happier than you've ever been
and you'll wonder why what you lost before was ever so urgently
important, had you only known not to stress over the loss.'
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