December 2010
4 posts
I'll miss you.
I want to talk to you. I don’t know why. I just do. Even if it’s not the right thing to do. You, among other things, are always on my mind. I can’t really say why. I don’t know that either. But perhaps over the next few weeks… that could change. I guess all I can say for now is “Have a good winter break.” I’ll miss you.
Where is my shoulder to cry on?
I need to go home. I need to go away for a while. I need to get away from all of this.
It hurts a bit sometimes. On the inside. And it’s been a lot easier to hide it. Why? I can’t comfortably go to anyone anymore. I can talk to some people here and there, just to make sure not everything is bottling up. But it’s not enough. I keep bottled up twice as much as I tell people....
I’ve only got a few days left before Winter Break. And if I don’t figure this out, it’s going to bother me for all of my break.