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If I had the courage to talk to you again, I'd tell you how I felt. I'd also ask for my book back, then tell you that you were my favorite guy in the universe. I know where you work, I have your phone number, but I'm too scared that you don't feel like I feel about you. I tend to feel love with people when theres no love from them. I also tend to hold emotions into my soul, and not tell you how I really feel. I'm sorry. Maybe sometime I'll call you. Jen.
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jen
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I tried to call him on Christmas night. Then I left my SIL house to travel 5 hours in the snow to get back home, thinking "dammit, he should have been home, so I could have stayed there." I'll try him at work tomarrow, after a few shots. I am so love sick. Unrequited love it the absolut worse.
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jen
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Well, I called his workplace, and to my surprise and dismay, he has taken a position in Colorado, at Preformance Bike. As I sit here crying, I am telling all of you out there NOT to let things go this long. Don't let things go unsaid for fear of being rejected. Its better to take a leap, albeit blind, rather than hold back...I wish I had told him how I feel................
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jen
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...The evening plane rises up from the runway Over constellations of light I look down into a million houses And wonder what you're doing tonight If I could wave my magic wand I'd make everything all right I'm not one to believe in magic But I sometimes have a second-sight I'm not one with a sense of proportion When my heart still changes overnight I had a dream of a winter garden A midnight rendezvous Silver, blue, and frozen silence What a fool I was for you I had a dream of the open water I was swimming away out to sea So deep I could never touch bottom What a fool I used to be...
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Jen
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Dammit Brian, don't you know what your doing to me? What I did to you...I never called you back, I never said goodbye, or even I love you...But I DO LOVE YOU! I wish I could tell you now, but I have no idea where you are, if you even think of me anymore. But I think of you ever day it seems, and I cannot get over you, I wish I would have known what we would have been. Ever time I meet a new man, I measure him up to you, and he doesn't even compare, not even close. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not geet over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I can not get over you. I am dwelling.
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