Today is Friday. I did a whole lot of nothing, and my mind is really begining to play games with me.
Sitting home alone is not easy for me. I really wish I had friends. Asked a couple people to hang out, but they were busy. Figures.
I called and talked to her for a few minutes, just to tell her that I hope she has a good weekend. The sound of her voice is amazing. It made my voice crack, and I began to cry.
Is it weird that I sleep with a picture of her, on the pillow next to me in bed?
I find it comforting.
I really miss her, more than I ever knew was possible. Words can't explain this pain and emptiness that I feel, or my love for her. She's amazing. It was by chance that we met, and I would go back and meet her again in a heartbeat. I wish she would give us another chance, let us start fresh, from the begining, let us do things right. I love her more than anything. She's my everything.
I hope that one day she comes back, and lets us start from the beginning. We'll do things right, and it'll be nothing short of amazing.
I feel like I'm nothing without her.
I wonder if she remembers the night that I sang "My Kind of Rain" for her at kareoke. I meant every word. I'll never forget that night. Or the night I fell in love with her.
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