Well any of the people that I've confided in lately know what I'm talking about.
And it's only sunk in because I heard the song that he recommended to me.
GAH.
Short blog but whatever.
PS now that I finished Feliza's birthday gift, every thought is in Mad Gab terms
PLUS the fact that the soldier's back in town isn't making any of this "novice heartache" any easier on me
I haven't felt this fragile in a long time.
And yet, I found I could survive. I felt the pain--the aching that radiated out from my chest, sending wracking waves of hurt through my limbs and head--but it was manageable. I could live through it.
It didn't feel like the pain had weakened over time, rather that I'd grown strong enough to bear it.
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you know what?
I really do love you.
I need to talk to you. just you and me for chrissakes.
come over tonight?
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