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When I get the chance,
I'll tell you how I feel.
When I get the chance,
I won't hold back.
When I get the chance,
I won't cry in my sorrow.
When I get the chance,
I might actually smile.
When I get the time,
I'll just watch you sleep.
Just to be by you and see you,
within arms reach.
Not have to worry,
to know you're honestly alright.
When I get the time,
I won't waste it on petty things.
When I get the time,
I'll live out my dreams.
I only hope my time with you,
isn't when I just have time.
I actually just wrote that... and now I'm all sad... that sucks... I could use a hug and yet, no one is there to offer one to me. No one at all...
It doesn't help that I keep listening to sad songs... they just seem to fit me. I hate this not feeling loved feeling. It really drags me down, I've been all drawn back and quiet in comparison to how I normally am.
Now I'm all teary, and there is no explaination... I miss Tyson... a lot. I haven't heard from him in a long time, and I don't want to worry... but I DO worry. I mean he's this amazingly hot guy... and I'm not the prettiest picture in the world... he could do SO much better and I guess that I fight with that thought a lot... He could do better...it's like coming in 2nd... you know if you were just a little faster, a little stronger... something! That you would do better... makes me almost want to throw up... I've just not been in the mood to shove a dirty finger down my throat, to throw up acid that melts the enamel on your teeth... Just not my thing.

*hides in a corner and sniffles* I'm done...