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I've gotten so used to him. So used to his little nuances and sense of humour. So used to his kind words and apologies; so used to being near him.
I wish I could spend every last waking moment with him, but I know I can't. Is that so selfish of me? To want something like that? To want to be with him at all times? I miss him when he's not around, and I worry.
I didn't get to say goodbye. I think it hurts. I know it hurts. Even if I know I'll see him again, it's....
I suppose that's it for now. I've got things I need to do.
 .Really Jacked Up. · Fri Jan 26, 2007 @ 12:21am · 0 Comments |
