So before I end my day, remember...
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So what do you do when you're worrying about someone you can't touch?
What do you do when you know, KNOW, without the slightest doubt, that if things don't change soon that person is going to shatter?
What do you do when someone you care about so much that to even think of them for a second can change your mood, someone you want at your side, someone you feel protective of and responsible for, is miles and miles away, constantly feeling worse, emptier, more distant?
What do you do when the one thing you are reasonably sure would help, is the one thing that is not - yet - happening?
This needs to change, and it needs to change fast. And the worst part? It's not one person, but two.
Two people. And I know, no doubt in my mind, that even with the brand new problems that would arise and the complications of it and the thousand reasons why waiting, planning, all of that is the Right Thing To Do...
...even so, it would all be simpler. Easier. Better.
If they were here.
That's all. Just one simple thing. So here's my statement, before I go back to attempting to sleep, before I wake up tomorrow forgetful and drowsy and likely in pain. The ONE THING that I have said before and that still holds true:
You have a place here. I don't care when, I don't care why, I don't care how. If you can... if you need to... if you're willing...
Please. Don't wait until it gets worse. We can, and we will, deal with complications and legalities and the six thousand things that seem like impossible obstacles so much of the time. WE.
You feel like you don't know what to do, don't know how to stop the tumble downward, don't even know what you want or need half the time and don't know how to get it the other half. You are, in short, lost.
This is a light, a beacon.
This is where you are heading, where you should be aiming.
This is where you belong.
This is where you won't be dealing with it all alone.
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