12/23/98 Back Main Poetry Links Guestbook
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You already know I have cheated on you in the past. I am sure you wonder how I could tell you that I love you all the time, yet I am with someone else. Well it's simple, really. They seemed to fill the void that you left me by not being there. What I mean is that they gave me the affection that I craved and desired to come from you. I know that it was expecting too much of you, especially since you told me time and again that you didn't feel for me as I felt for you. I understood. Every time, I understood, yet I couldn't keep myself away from you. Relentless, I was, and still am, for your love. And I ask myself if it would even be that great to have you as mine and me as yours. And my answer is always yes, yes, yes. Right now, I do not know where we stand. Living 700 miles away puts quite a strain on a relationship. I called you today when I shouldn't have. I miss being able to call you 58 times a day with out being charged. Being able to hold your hand and see you smile, hear you laugh and see you cry. Well, we both know I cry. Moreso than anyone else I know. I don't even know sometimes why it is. They just fall out. A good friend of mine told me that the reason why people say "I don't know" is because they really do know, they just don't want to admit that they know. It makes sense to me. Because mostly I say it when I don't want to say anything and because it is easier not to say anything than it would be to admit to it. I just want you to know that I have been thinking about you non-stop since I met you and now that you and I are apart like this, I don't know what to think. You tell me to come back, that things will be okay, and that you need me there. But I don't know why it is now that you need me. I mean, why couldn't you have needed me five months ago like I needed you? Why did it take you so long to realize how much I truly meant? How much I truly did? It's crazy to me, and I just want you to know that I do love you. I told you many times before that it didn't matter if we were rich or dirt poor, as long as I was by your side. I guess you were right when you told me that it scared you to have to think that far ahead, but do you really know how much longer we have? Like you told me one night about 1999.. Well, babe, guess what? 1999 is soon approaching, what are we gonna go? What are you going to do?
Hang on, let me get good and bored...
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