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Francine Caitlyn Chye
a.k.a. Hurricaine Fran
a.k.a. Fran the PCD
a.k.a. the happy bunny :D
<3
040889 (August baby!)
Crescent, ACJC, hocker
xoxo
If it's meant to be, it'll be(:
"And sometimes good things fall apart
so better things can fall together"
don't think, just run
Saturday, January 14, 2006
i tried, i really did. but it's really hurting tonight. i miss you like crazy and i want things to go back to the way they were. it's not fair. how come they can get it sorted while nothing screwed up with us and yet you're too far gone to care now? it hurts; i'm hurting and you don't give a shit. it's not fair! i need you and you've turned away again, again, again.God, there's so much i want to shout and scream and yell and cry but your ears are deaf to anything i have to say now, i know. why would i want to bring anything up anyway? the past is the past. but is that all i've become to you? a dusty scrapbook with scrawlings, a few memories so deeply etched into your precious memory box that they've become forgotten already? do you even feel anything anymore? do you even stop to think for a moment how difficult it is for me? are you simply happy being surrounded by others? i'm aching for a word here and there, a look, a touch. ..nothing. i know i'm being ridiculous. i know i should just move on, forget, live in the moment rather than what went on behind the current. but nights with mood music and happy people everywhere.. it' gets to me and i know it shouldn't. i don't wanna forget! it's hard forgetting how enthusiastic you are now. hur. sighs. memories are still flooding my mind, encompassing, hurting. make it stop :( i don't wanna go through this anymore! i thought i was okay. maybe i'm just pmsing. i don't know anymore. i feel outta place, empty. i need to be held but no one's there anymore. maybe i'm just missing affection but i wanna think we had so much more. simply missing affection.. it wouldn't have gone on for so damn long. i guess i can't get over the fact that truly, it's over, we're over.
outs-
ex-oh, ex-oh
4:05 AM
