I feel like I could talk all night. Talk until my face turns blue. Tell you how I feel. Let you know exactly what I need from you and still you don't hear me. I am angry. I don't understand. You should be my person; but you're not. I am tired, lonely. Most of all, I am heartbroken. I am still an after thought, an "oh now I have to do this" check in the box. I sit here by myself writing this, and I feel guilty. I feel guilty for feeling this way; for needing you. Because I know you are busy, and you work hard. You work so hard there isn't much left. And as guilty as I feel, I know that I need more than you give. How do you fix something not everyone feels is broken?
Awesomeness! Joel would so NOT appreciate this picture, but hes just so cute! And he doesn't look like he minds much! ;) I love this face! :) And I love my blue toes! I always get pink/red, sometimes an occasional coral but always in that family so this time I decided to do something different. After they were all done (and awesome!) they reminded me of one of my best friends when I was younger. She was crazy and sweet and so caring and loved crazy things like sparklie blue toes! :) We used to listen to Jack Johnson at the pool and stay up talking for hours about of course boys! I miss her, I moved summer before 10th grade and we stayed friends but gradually lost touch. I think about her sometimes, and hope she is happy and well. Those were good times, carefree and happy. "Slow down everyone you're movin too fast, frames cant catch you when your movin like that"
I'm hoping this is a poem you found and not how you feel. I wish I was there to sqiush you. I love yor guts, dear!
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