A few nights ago i had this terrible case of homesickness. And i mean terrible, it was the kind where i couldn't breathe and couldn't think. This happened at around eleven o'clock at night so going out for a walk to clear my head wasn't an option - not in this town anyway. So i texted him, yes him. The guy i'm crazy about but yet we remain just good friends, and he was absolutely amazing and got me through it - all through a few texts (yes, he's that good, he can make me laugh even when he's not there in person). Then this morning i woke up totally disorientated and wondered where the fuck i was and got myself into a complete panic. It took me ten long minutes to figure out that i wasn't back at the parentals but in my new home. Well, not so new now i've lived there for almost a month. I hung out with him today and we had a great time and i am so happy. I think i'm slowly putting my romantic feelings for him aside so i can just enjoy the time we have together. I met a girl... I don't know if i mentioned that. We're friends, it's good. She doesn't know anything about my past and it's good. But nothing beats the friendship i have with him. No one will ever replace him. Ever. I think it's time i stopped rambling and left now. But i will leave with this thought:
What else is there in life?
I don't know why. It's just something that came into my head.
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