aside from talking about it on mt, i can't even tell people in real life what is going on. mom came home late today, i'm sitting with her at the dinner table and we start talking about things. "how is school?" "good. how was work?" "tiring. how about your personal problems?" i look at her. "is your heart sad?" i nod, feel the wild urge to cry. start tearing, i think she noticed. she looks me right in the eyes and she says, "sometimes it's foolish, it doesn't know what it wants until it's gone. that's what my mom used to say to me." i laugh, get up, and get some water. i need to do something so she doesn't know. she probably does, though. my mom is far too perceptive for these things.
anyway, tomorrow will be a better day.
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I love your mom. I really do. You're so much like her. Both beautiful individuals. =)
This feeling will pass and then, at least for a little while, you will be free and estranged from all affairs. Freedom bitches!!!
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