novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- perhaps that's why he went away i am sad because he went away. and i am sad because i don't understand why he went away. he was the only one i loved in so long. i spent the week thinking it must have been something i did, but perhaps it is more abstract than that. i am horrible with this. i am used to being alone. i have problems relying on other people, on men. perhaps this is why, inside that carved-out let-down lonely feeling, i'm relieved to be by myself again. it feels almost sinister to admit that, as if there's something intrinsically wrong with me. 2:45 pm - 05.25.06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
||||||