Wednesday, October 6, 2010 Y 2:10 AM
THOUGHT: The days when I really miss you and I really need, there is no antidote. All I can do is go to sleep and hope that with the rising of the sun, the desire is not gone but different, quenchable.It's days like tonight that make the thought of the next couple years absolutely unbearable. I spend at least half my day hoping and waiting for that text to call you. I can't wait to hear your voice and I can't wait for you to tell me about your day. But when the time comes, we're both too distracted by the lack of intimacy. My roommate's a couple meters away, I'm trying to whisper and your trying to hear every word that I say. I wish there was a way to change the situation. I wish my roommate didn't sleep so early. I wish you didn't get home so late. I wish university wasn't necessary.
-Cause when it's going good, it's going great. But when it's bad, it's awful.
