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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Saturday, April 24th 2010 11:34am

Best conversation.

Called you yesterday at noon yesterday and we talked for twenty minutes before my friends interrupted and I left you to study. You were clearly kind of annoyed by that.

I called you back at 2AM and you didn’t pick up. You called me back at 3:30AM and by that point, I was clearly sleeping, but I woke up to talk to you anyways (ugh.. why do I do that?)

In any case, I don’t regret it at all because it was the best conversation we’ve had since our break up. The sad thing is, you were very obviously tipsy/possibly drunk, but you made me laugh. soo much. I actually kind of wish you were sober, because I bet when you wake up today, you’re not gonna remember what you said to me.

You ended by saying “yeah I’m sooo gonna call you tomorrow Beckyyy… or at least text youuu okayyyy” … okay, right. we’ll see.