Time heals.

02.14.07 - 11.30.09

When hurt turns red and a piece of your heart is missing. When the cold bites deep and you’ve got that feeling like you just got out of surgery. When the only way to stay sane is to concentrate on anything else but how you feel. When you count the tiles in the ceiling. When you push the earphones closer. When you remember every nuance of every word of every time. When all this happens. Embrace it. Feel every feeling. Cry every tear. Sob every sob. Because this is what it feels like to have loved.

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Tuesday, April 13th 2010 12:39pm

Re: Last night

I was not comfortable talking to you about relationships again because in the past it was all about me&you and now it’s me. and you. separately. doing our own thing. I’ve never had a doubt about you going to law school. You’re a very smart guy and you’ve pretty much got everything going for you. but DALHOUSIE? are you shitting me? I don’t know why that shocked me so much. I guess it’s cuz you always used to talk about staying local. UT, York, Western, maybe even Queen’s. but out-of-province is something I never would’ve expected from you. It just sucks because last night’s conversation made me realize how we’re both moving on with our own lives. without each other.