We aren’t even talking. We aren’t dating. and It’s been hmmm a few months since we started hanging out and texting yet I miss you. UGH.
One guy on vacation.
One interning in another state.—make that two.
Alone. Again. and nowwwwww….
The EX. Returns. From Afghanistan.. FML.
Some days I wish I was an athlete.
Somedays I wish that life could be simple.
Somedays I wish to be a part of a beautiful melody sung in a song.
Somedays I wish that my family was a cliche happy family.
Somedays I wish my Father gave a shit.
Somedays I wish I got hurt just to see who would come to the hospital.
Somedays I wish I would have taken that chance.
Somedays I wish I was open with men.
Somedays I wish life didn’t have to be so confusing.
Somedays I wish he would call.
Some days I wish I would call.
and then some days I realize just how perfect my life is and that all the decisions i have made, experiences I have had brought me to such a beautiful and privileged life that all I can hope is that some day others will realize just how lucky we all are. That every single day is a gift and the decisions we make today will be there forever so be proud of them, don’t resent them. Take chances. Be smart. Be courageous. Be you. KDS.