Monday, September 6, 2010

I Miss You.

This blog is dedicated to the people/things I miss. After being at college for a week, coming home for one crazy weekend, and being back at college now, I feel pretty confident that I can clearly identify who and what I miss about them.  Nothing in here's going to be specific, only because of the off chance that someone actually reads this, and feels the need to tell the people I write about some of my feelings for them.  Either way, here goes nothing.

1. I miss when I could trust you.  I miss when things were easy.  I miss when we were happy.  I miss when we were young, and carefree, and hadn't hurt each other yet.  I miss you.

2. I miss being the most important person in your life.  Before him, I was.  And that sucks sometimes, but I've learned to settle for number two.   I miss being able to just show up at your house, but now we're at seperate places, so I can't do that anymore.  I'll always be here, and you'll always be my bestfriend, but that doesn't mean I don't miss you.

3. I miss when we didn't fight about stupid things, and when I knew I could trust you with everything.  Its not always like that anymore.

4.  I miss when we were Just Friends, and when we didn't have a semi-history.  I miss the days before you asked me that question, and before I said no, because it hasn't been the same since then.  I miss being able to rely on you for everything, and trusting you to give me an honest answer, and honest advice.  I miss the days when you were my bestfriend.

5.  I miss the times when the toughest thing for us to handle was finding a ride to wherever, and not our realationship problems.  I miss just calling you, and coming over to your house, and knowing that I could relax, and have a good time.  I miss the days where I knew your secrets, and you knew mine, but things in between that rarley interlocked, because it's gotten a lot more complicated since then.

6.  I miss being able to just tell all of you this stuff, without wanting to cry, and without being scared of what you would say.  I miss the days before everything changed.

This was all way too personal.  I don't care. 
It's not like anyone reads this.

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