Tuesday, June 16, 2009
I am awake! I have full rest yesterday. Slept about 10pm and wake up about 7.10 am. A day rest is enough to recover and now back to dance training and practices and whateve shits..... sheesh!.
What hurts the most?
- Not bruises
- Not the aftermath of sex
- Not when your bone is been dislocated
- Not operation
"What hurts the most,
was being so close
And having so much to say
And watchin you walk away
Never knowing, what could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do"
I agreed. Totally.
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house, that don't bother me.I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out.I'm not afraid to cry.Every once in a while even though goin' on with you gone still upsets me.There are days,Every now and again I pretend I'm okay but that's not what gets me. It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go.But I'm doin' it.It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone.Still harder getting up, getting dressed, living with this regret.But I know if i could do it overI would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart that I left unspoken.
Sayonara.
