Dear Gary Fan 317

Some days you realize...

That you're completely, utterly, and hopelessly in love. It's not every day because normally you take it for granted and sometimes you don't even think about it much. You don't actually sit there and think about the relationship, you just know you love them and they're with you. But some days, it hits you. You feel it in every fiber of your being. You feel like you're incomplete, as cliche as that sounds. But there's an ache, a desire, a want in your chest and it's calling out for one person. Not by name, but by feeling, heh or by heart. You just breathe in and feel this ache. But you know if you followed this ache, it'd lead you to this person. And everything you see or hear or even think is related to this person. And you smile or frown at whatever memory that came to mind. But that's wonderful, because even if its a bad memory, the aching of your chest settles for a bit.... that's how you know you got the right person. Or you're on the right track to filling that ache, or emptiness. But then you think of when that ache started, and you realize that it moment, the second, the milisecond, the nanosecond, they stopped holding you. The moment they turned to walk away. The moment you knew they were leaving. In the split second the pain started and you were frantically trying to hold on. To not let them leave, and its not even because of the pain because in that moment you're not thinking about that. All you're thinking about is them. Them leaving, them being there, them. JUST them. And the moment they're gone, the moment you don't feel them anymore, all you're longing for is to grab their attention, to speak to them.

That you're family is wonderful, even with all their ups and all their downs. That you can spend a whole day, sitting outside and spending time with them. With out wanting to kill them and wanting them to shut up. You realize you don't want to leave and that you'll actually miss them.

Heh, I guess I've been very thoughtful today.

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