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Previous - this entry written on April 25, 2003 at 4:27 pm - Next *suddenly finds herself curled up in a little ball, her cheeks wet, her eyes closed... not allergies, although those are in effect IRL... not pain, although that too is in some other universe leaving her nearly doubled-over... nothing physical... ...dry your tears... with love... *she curls just a little bit tighter, memories flooding her, every thought for a moment focused somewhere miles away and universes apart* ...and you, you never said goodbye... *she sniffles, rubbing her eyes for a moment, not looking around, not looking at all, just holding herself* ...with love... I should know better than to do this to myself. I really should. But... I'm missing him anyway, listening to those songs can't make it too much worse. And it's still good to know that they exist, that HE exists.
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