Loving Too Much Posted June 3, 2009 Posted June 3, 2009 I remember easier times. Times in which the world stood still. Since that day, it seems the world has gotten iteself into a big damn hurry is all. All the while I just try and catch up. I have friends. Hell, lots of them. But at the end of the day I always remember what it is that I looked forward to the most. I don't hate, not sure I could find the time to anyway. Yes, I am sad. Sad that what I loved has come......and gone, just like most things you become acustomed to in your period of existance on earth. I doubt she'll lose any sleep or give a second thought to me.......that's ok. Hell, I'm not sure what I would do if she missed me. I go on day in and day out trying to find reason in all of this. It's that I know I will never find an answer that I am looking for that bothers me the most. Sometimes I wish I weren't as smart as I am. I would rather not think so deeply into things.....yes.....I believe that would be easier. Yes, there are girls. Always have been girls....I have fun no doubt....laugh and play and such. I suppose that all the girls in the world couldn't make me feel like I desire to feel. Sometimes I feel as though I am running a race that I will never finish.....which is fine I guess....not everyone crosses the finish line....and even most that do, are not where they wished to end up. I like to think of myself as calm and collected, but the dreams and thoughts at night make me think otherwise. I don't know where all of this is headed, hell I guess none of us REALLY do. I do wish however that I would be able to speak to her again, love her again and her love me again. But, things being as they most certainly are, that will have to be and remain......just my wish.
Cinnamon777 Posted June 3, 2009 Posted June 3, 2009 You sound a little melancholy... but maybe this is coming at the end of your sadness. While you mention the feelings of sadness, your writing is more like acceptance for the way it is. You might be closer to moving on than you think right now. Remembering is part of the grieving... wishing is hopeful... I imagine you have come a long way... new love will come again... just start making some new wishes and see what happens.
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