Mine started with disappointed over getting up late and feeling utterly humiliated by my unpreparedness. Let's hope next day will be great.
I am writing this blog mainly to talk to you. To tell you I am madly in love with you. But also I am becoming mad...More so than than mad I feel like I am dying. How does one feel when they realize an absolute truth that they believe like faith, like existance of God, was false. They feeling empty they feel a dark pit growing inside their core, slowly consuming them and simultaneously ripping them part. I don't know for sure how deep is your love for me. But I ....One side I am happy on the other side I am dying. Happy cause I know that a part of you belongs to me, dying cause that part is so small that it is inconsequential to you. I mourned that may 7th not for those message I was and what they did to me. I mourned for the kiss, that smell in your hair. I mourned the feeling I feel when you carefully lay me down by placing a hand on head like a mother does to her child. Careful and mindful, no one has done it for me. These small things are what is left of us inside me, i...
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