I hate the feeling of being separated from someone you connect to.

Its not often you meet someone that you can feel so comfortable and yourself around. Someone that shares the same thoughts and feelings, and knows what you mean when you say something. Someone that you can talk with for hours about topics no one else would address, attempt things no one else would consider. A genuine level feeling.

Its hard to go from seeing someone like that everyday, to two or three times a year. A drive of fifteen minutes to four hours.

I realized, that I've gone about dealing with the situation in all the wrong ways. When I talk or see them I feel a sense of really being. Being happy and whole. Its the feelings following that hurt. Of saying goodbye, watching through the backwindow. Eyes glazed in thought of how long it will be, again.

I've purposefully pushed myself away thinking thats what would be easiest. Selfish, only thinking of my own feelings. When really, I should have been there for them. It hurts the most looking back on how much easier it could have been, how I've portrayed an image of disconcern for so long.


I'm Sorry, I've always missed you.

I really like your writing.
» KkaMA67 on 2007-03-12 12:21:14

I know what you mean... but, I dunno'. I'm pushing someone away now and I rationalize it in my head and make myself believe I'm doing it for her, when its really for me.
» Dilated on 2007-03-12 02:49:28

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