so here I am again.
had quite the day, the whole deal with the post office and working for a tyrant and people driving like all the world must bow at their feet.
I have always prided myself for, while not being the most well informed or smartest individual, keeping a cool head about myself; today I am totally failing at that. Every little thing has sent me off on a bout of rage.
and every time I think about Sakie, I just want to toss myself from the nearest precipice. She hasn't done anything wrong, but damn the fates who put her so far away from me, and for so long.
As much as others want to understand, I dont think they ever could.
It's akin to having a loving family who will support you and love you through thick and thin, but living your life getting only letters from them, never actually getting to meet them.
I guess it happens every couple of weeks though, I get frustrated and proceed to beat myself up over it, or drink myself into a stupor over it.
Tonight I decided to to the latter, and now, if you'll excuse me, I have a vision of passing out in the folds of my sheets, in the bed we shared, hoping that sleep will bring me closer to her.
Ha, sappy posts about love and loss, and with it I become another one of the people listening to the joke that is life, to terrified to laugh at the punchline.
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