Friday, August 18, 2006
{ 9:13 AM }
That's just the way I am. The more you tell me not to, the more I will (as long as I believe it's right). Believe me when I tell you that I will not go down without a fight (contemplated putting that in, it sounds too rough and physical but that how I honestly feel lol).
When things get tough, you just have to hang on tighter.
My studying is hell. I have criminal to go and it's taking me forever to finish. I have less that two weeks. The horror.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
{ 10:20 AM }
You feel it slipping when your presence no longer brings him comfort
You feel it slipping when he no longer stops you from walking away
You feel it slipping when he no longer shows concern when tears stream down your face
You feel it slipping when you realise you can no longer construct a proper sentence before his voice over powers yours
You feel it slipping when he doesn't bring it to the table when it
matters the most
You feel it slipping when you transform from "all he ever needed" to his punching bag
You feel it slipping when you feel he loses all respect for you
and then you start to wonder whether all you've done, all you've given up and all you've sacrificed was worth it.
Make her a believer, again.