I'm supposed to be studying, so do some1000s of college students out there... right now, this very moment
I had a presentation this morning but that ain't the whole point of this post.
Last night, Valentine's Day night, was probably the worst night for this new year. I couldn't sleep, worrying over someone who means a lot to me. I called and messaged, but there was no response whatsoever.
You know how intuition works sometimes. Your heart tells you something might be wrong, out of place. This person who is dear to me, we've been together a lot, I respect this person very much, care for that person too. Wild thoughts lingered in my head, and I am most certain that this person would be out, knocking his senses away, killing some brain cells, stimulating the nervous system, finally passing out, oblivious to the whole foolishness of what was just done.
I met this person this morning, if I'd meet the person last night I would have scolded and screamed. But all I saw was courage, determination to be better. The person had this guilty, regretful look painted all over, what was I too say? I kept quiet, and I asked THE QUESTION, and my doubts were affirmed.
Silence followed, the remaining classes, my heart burned... disappointment, frustration, I was convincing myself not to angry, but I feel all the negativity in me sums up to being angry.
We then moved on, talked for about an hour after our last class. Thoughts exchange, hearts poured out. I asked the person, "Why did you break the pack? I thought you and I agreed?" Another chance, one more day.
We are vulnerable, I am too, to my feelings, especially those that concern my friends, especially those that are DEAR to me.
I had a presentation this morning but that ain't the whole point of this post.
Last night, Valentine's Day night, was probably the worst night for this new year. I couldn't sleep, worrying over someone who means a lot to me. I called and messaged, but there was no response whatsoever.
You know how intuition works sometimes. Your heart tells you something might be wrong, out of place. This person who is dear to me, we've been together a lot, I respect this person very much, care for that person too. Wild thoughts lingered in my head, and I am most certain that this person would be out, knocking his senses away, killing some brain cells, stimulating the nervous system, finally passing out, oblivious to the whole foolishness of what was just done.
I met this person this morning, if I'd meet the person last night I would have scolded and screamed. But all I saw was courage, determination to be better. The person had this guilty, regretful look painted all over, what was I too say? I kept quiet, and I asked THE QUESTION, and my doubts were affirmed.
Silence followed, the remaining classes, my heart burned... disappointment, frustration, I was convincing myself not to angry, but I feel all the negativity in me sums up to being angry.
We then moved on, talked for about an hour after our last class. Thoughts exchange, hearts poured out. I asked the person, "Why did you break the pack? I thought you and I agreed?" Another chance, one more day.
We are vulnerable, I am too, to my feelings, especially those that concern my friends, especially those that are DEAR to me.
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