blast from the past

Been too tired to write anything, I’ve been too tired nje!

Instead of writing something arb’ let me just end it here, and will write up a more meaningfull post sometime later, when I am more inspired or when I’ve lined up my thoughts and feelings about my life, the economy, heck even the soccer…

On the flip side, I saw “him” on the road the other day, he has changed cars, had to shut my sister’s mouth to keep her from screeming out the window, asking for my leather jacket…I mean really now, it has been what? three years already, and I have even bought myself another jacket…

What scares me the most is that, I still have that sick feeling in the stomach when I see him. Is he the one that I will always love, but never will have?? Don’t get me wrong I love ES to bits, I see forever in his eyes..and all that jazz that comes in a love song…But Geez, the feelings I had were intsense marn!

I know I promised myself never to go back there, but, honestly am not over this guy….and it’s not like he was the best thing to ever happen to me, he ws a real jerk!!!!