I really regret the fact that I didn't kiss you.
I should have, the moment was so perfect (the moments, actually, there were several that night). It didn't came again, and it never will, you're moving and things are different. I would have done so much to go back to that night (friday night, 26.nov2010) and kiss you, just to see… The electrisity in the air, it was insane, amazing, I've never experiensed something like that before, it was... insane. And I loved it. That's the feeling I'm seeking for.
And I found it. But I backed out. I got "cold feets", as they say. I was so worried about the consecvenses that I didn't grab the oppertunety, and I regret it.
With that said, I am still happy. I've had a great weekend, and even though I regret it, I am able to think that then at least I wont make that mistake again. Which is quite huge, because usually I would have felt so awful because I missed that perfect moment.
But I am happy. I'll go to bed and wish for the moment to come back, but it's okey.
November 28, 2010
November 17, 2010
I'm tired
I'm tired of not having money
I'm tired of having to find bad excuses not to join people
I'm tired of not being able to pay for myself whenever I'm at a café
I'm tired of school, and homework, and late nights
I'm tired of having to dissapoint at least one of you, no matter what I do
I'm tired of being too late
I'm tired of having things I don't like as my highest priority
I'm tired of your looks
I'm tired of never being enough
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