Selling The Drama...
05/01/2003 01:44 a.m.
Now that the pressure is off and the decision is made. What the hell am I going to write about? Will I be reduced to pathetic sappy love poems? Please tell me it shall not be so. What if all my creative instincts stemmed from this singular internal conflict? Or maybe I should just start writing and pray that love-struck poetry doesn't flow from my fingertips. Anyway, My recent poetry has reached its conclusion in the form of the exit of my girlfriend for the past 11 months and the entrance of a flame that has been burning in the corner of my vision for quite some time. I feel like such an asshole. And now my ex has asked me to wait for a little while before I date my new girl officialy. I can't wait...I said I would...but I'm completely head over heels for this girl. It hurts her to see us. But it hurts me not to be with the girl that I love. I hate sneaking around...it sucks. When I kiss her bombs go off in my brain. I can't stop smiling when she's around. Everyone thinks they got the whole story figured out but they haven't got a clue. Only we know the truth.
I am currently Alienated
I am listening to My thoughts...