Dysfunctional Dreamer

Just A Few More...

Moments and hours before the beautiful blue-eyed boy goes. Flying off to where he should be and wants to be. As luck would have it, I am in the worst possible state to say goodbye- with my snotty nose, raspy voice and germ-laden being. But I did anyway, because I had to. And he knew that I wanted to.

We tried to bide our time, but I had to let him go.
We already have plans of what to do next year, but it could all go so wrong...

I wanna crawl into a hole (the same one that I always want to be in at times of despair) and sleep for the next ten days.

These will be the longest ten days in my life.

posted by nori_b @ 12:14 AM