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Thursday, February 05, 2004

take me by the hand, take me someplace new..

i'm undeniably drained by conflicting whirlwind emotions.
on one hand, i'm thrilled for you, proud of you for your accomplishments.
i mean, you've told me this was your goal and now you're going to attain it, it's a job well done.
on the other hand, i'm curling into a ball and losing my senses.
two years is a long time, much less three.
by the time you're back, will things still be the same?
it IS possible that we'll make it, hell anything is possible.
but it'll be so difficult wouldn't it?
i feel like a patient who is awaiting treatment.
scared shitless, but gotta try anyway even if chances are so fucking low.

jiLL divulged at 8:48 PM 0 Comments