I have the urge to leave again. I want to go anywhere so badly. This place is not my home, my heart isn't here. I want to travel with friends or family. I want to see what this world has to offer and then end up living in solitude somewhere. I just hope I don't end up alone.
I want true, honest love. The kind that you find when you're not looking. My emotions have been played with far too much and I'm through with it. If love finds me then it happens, if not...I guess it wasn't ment to be that way. I know I've screwed up a lot and hurt a lot of people I cared about and there's no way I could ever make it up to them, no matter how much I want to.
In 7 years I'm moving to Japan, I'm going to build my own home and live there with whoever decides to come with me. I don't know what it will be like, but I do know it will be the most difficult thing I've ever done. And I'm not afraid anymore. I know there's a lot for me to learn, and I want to go out and learn it. If I make a few mistakes on the way then that's how it was supposed to be.
There's one person out there that doesn't know how much I still care, how much I would give up for them even now. What would it take for them to see? My death? I thought about that before. If I was dying and this person was the last person I went to before I died, what would they do, think, say or feel? Anything to let them know I still love them as much as I ever have. And maybe it's holding me back, but inside I know it gives me strength to push myself and be the best I can be for them. I push myself harder then I ever have before in hopes they will see someday. This was the person I would've married in the future, when we both were ready. But I feel like I betrayed myself and her..I was too blind to see what I was doing to her. And it cost everything...Was thinking too much to ask of myself then?
Yesterday was the first day in a long time I broke down. Not just physically, but emotionally as well. I came home from training all day and started crying. It seems to take a lot for that to happen. I want to be okie again. I don't want my friends to hurt anymore, they don't deserve it. And there seems like there's nothing I can do from here, even if I could what would I do? Who knows, but I have to go now. I have a funeral to go to. I'll see you all whenever I post next. Later whoever reads this.
Phoenix Maristat · Wed Jul 06, 2005 @ 06:06pm · 11 Comments |