Some nothings and somethings

Some days I feel like crying

Its true. Somedays I feel like crying. Somedays I feel like doing more than that.. like dying. Somedays I feel like LIVING.

There are things I wanna do, places I want to be, and beautiful magnificent stuff I want to see. Namely my ex-boyfriend. I wont name him because I dont think he'd like that much. He has told me many times he is a "private person." I dont think I respected that enough as his girlfriend but im making an effort in our very tense and awkward and quiet friendship.

Id love to see him, and maybe.. maybe, if he let me, kiss him. Just once, a monument to what it was, and what it couldve been. And id like to hold him. And I think sometimes he wants to be held, because I know he is going through and been through a lot.

This chapter is less humorus and more depressing as you mightve noticed. SHOVE off.

There. Ive added agression to lighten the mood and diffuse the gloom and doom mood.

You know something that I probably shouldnt tell my current boyfriend/future husband? I still have and look at my exes photos. They dont know how beautiful they are.

YES! There are things I wanna DO, and places I want to BE, and stuff I wanna SEE. All of them have a certain thing in common, its for the people I LOVE.