This pretty much sums up how I’ve been feeling lately.
“I don’t love him like that anymore, it’s a quiet ache of what could have been and it will lessen its hold in time, but it will always be there like the moon is there every night. But I don’t worry about the moon and wonder what it is doing during the day, and one day, that will be him. He will be my moon I may think about him some nights when I look up at the sky.. but someone else will get to be my sun.”
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gallimaufry ...: 16 THINGS THAT IT TOOK ME OVER 50 YEARS TO LEARN: →
by: Dave Barry, Nationally Syndicated Columnist
1. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.2 If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be…
Good question.
If you could describe yourself in one word, what would it be?
Long story short; boyfriend of two years, first time I have ever really loved someone. The kind of love that you know is real. I never experienced those “butterflies” everyone is always talking about in the books and movies, nope, not until I met him. Then I knew.
Anyways, continuing on with the story.. we’re complicated. “Too busy; too stressful; too much going on to be in a relationship;etc.” But really, if it’s love, should it really matter? I guess things have a way of working themselves out.
Part of me feels like I’m wasting my time waiting around, and the other part of me can’t see myself without him in my life. He is my best friend, and he loves me just as much as I love him. But really, how long can you drag something on before you finally accept that it’s over?
But here’s the real deal: he’s been gone for a couple days, enjoying his spring break, and I haven’t been able to talk to him. And I’m actually okay with that. Now, the question is, am I okay with it because I know he’s coming back? Or would I not be okay if I knew he wasn’t?
One day, I’m going to be famous.
