eff my life

i had planned to write about my amazing day yesterday, but her face. Her face calling him "gorgeous." Bitch. step off. look i took him from you once. I dare you to try me again. FYI. valkyries are ugly... god damn. i wish i could tell john to tell her eff off again. because really, i can tell you what she'll be a hindrance. i'm not the jealous type, but i don't trust her talking to him.


you know, an extended break up will teach you many things. i spent most of yesterday in your arms and oh how i've missed them. i still fit in your hugs like they were made fore me. Your eyes, that deep blue. Your face, your oh so irish face, with your irish features, just like mine. Our histories are so intertwined. How could we not be perfect for each other. The one thing i'm still missing is that sweet, sweet taste of your lips on mine. I'm tired of being over you. I'm done with being "moved on." I still love you. We still fit. The way you said, "i miss you. i love you," that tells me i know you're feeling it too. But question is, are either of us strong enough, willing enough to take that giant jump into the other? I want to ask you to forget the past & look forward to the bright future, but can you take my hand & say yes. Oh my.

i think because i'm so pissed off about her that i've spoiled what i wanted to say about you. i should stop writing until i'm able to get over her stupid face.