Oh dear. Oh my

Oh Blog. I don't know what to do.

Nothings making sense again. But some things are. And other things aren't.

I hate hypocrites. I hate having to swing from one side to the other, just to stop myself hurting everyone.

Uncomfortable silences suck.
Especially when they're with someone you thought was a good friend.

Bravery is so obvious. To come up with a plan too.... I'm so proud of her. She's doing a lot better than I ever did.

It's nice to feel something I've not felt for a long time. It ain't love... that was different. But there's that feeling I felt as the relationship entered that wonderful phase. Companionship. It isn't constant, only when she's there. But just to feel it again.... if you know what I'm talking about you'll know why I missed it.

I want to write some poems again.
Some poems from the heart.
Something beautiful, just like she is
I just don't know where to start.

I want to make something special
Something meaningful and deep
Something as good to her
As she is to me

I think it's kinda cool
How I wrote this on the fly
She's doing it again
Inspiring this creativity inside

My muse is still here
I just lost sight of her
That won't happen again
Not while she's still on this earth

I'm so lucky sometimes. I guess that's why I hate it when I feel so crummy.