Every once a while you drop the ball. You just let things go. Sometimes it's for the greater good. Sometimes you just need to let go.
I HATE myself right now.
I just spent the last 10 minutes pacing my front room thinking about how I just handed something away. Something I've wanted and waited patiently for for almost 5 months. And I just wrapped it in a bow and handed it over with a smile and an apology. I live without regrets people. But here I am, 2:18 AM on a work day, unable to sleep. I feel a need for change. But it's not like I can pack up and leave. I'm stuck here. Thinking about just letting something float away when I'd pursued it for so long makes me want to scream.
Love is unpredictable. It can make you decide something one day, and the next day you will want the exact opposite. I just feel...hopeless. I'm just wondering when it's my turn, when something is really going to work out for me.
I'm just sitting in line with my ticket waiting for my number to be called.
bl7
9 years ago