Sunday, November 16, 2008

somersaults

I'm worn out, I think it's end of year blues or something. I'm not sure that I've ever felt this lost before, or this alone.
I'll continue to push people away. Others seem to be determined to push me, which is fine I suppose. Everyone has their reasons for keeping things an arms length away, some times further.
My tummy hurts at the moment from all the somersaulting I've been making it do and my heart is confused and angry and tormented and sadden
ed by all. by nothing. by everything. by you. by me.






Dear Flash,

i love you
Your love burns me like a fire burning my heart into black cinders. I long to spend every minute with you, staring at you for hours and never feeling satisfied but always content.
You made my dreams come true, you helped me learn amazing new things and spent everyday at my house helping me not to fail tafe.
Everyday was just too much though my de
ar... Whenever we hang out we end up cooped inside listening to music. We stay up all night together, which is lovely but doesn't feel so great the next day. You know that I care about you but I just need a break for a while. I'm sorry, I hope this doesn't come as too much of a shock. It's just sometimes you wear me out a little and I'd just like some space to be on my own. Sometime to enjoy my life and the summer days outside.

I hope you understand.

(L)


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