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10 April, 2000-Monday |
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Box 'o' fun warm sun
feed me up
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i just wrote this today...it was just what poured out..i'll write more about my actual life tomorrow.
She watches as he embraces her, not knowing what had caused her sudden feelings of dismay. She wishes she could be that girl in the arms of a man who asks no questions. She feels as if she's losing out. She has a man to embrace her, but not like this couple who happen to be each others backbones. She's lost sight of his support. Always waiting to give him her own, but there is, unfortunately, a limit to these opportunities. She's fallen so hard, but she can't stop falling...Pivoting on her foot to lose sight of this desired love, she rubs her own shoulders in the form of a supporting embrace of which she knows, she will not be receiving tonight.
and no...i'm not depressed..this was just sparked by my jealousy of what i saw on t.v. |