March 2011
WHY WOULD YOU POST THAT.
February 2011
And when I least expect it, it all falls apart.
We get home and put on the CD you made me. It’s a rainy day, one of my favorite days, I know this because when we fell asleep to “I’m sorry” I could hear the rain. I woke up next to you for the first time ever, and knew that’s where I wanted to wake up from then on.
Sometimes, thoughts randomly pop into my head. Thoughts that, quite frankly, I don’t want in my head. For example, bad memories, thoughts of things that I think are happening (I can thank Paranoia for this), and thoughts of things I would like to happen. It’s extremly hard to get over things that have happened in the past. Me, of all people, I should know this. You can forgive, and you...
Cami and I ran around talking about dicks, I’d say this was a pretty constructive practice.
When we would talk, two years back, we always said ‘Not until you meet the right person, right?’
Never in a million years would I have guessed the right person would be you.
