I had a date last night. Trena and I had a nice time. We talked we laughed and then reality crept in. I guess it was reading that profile on POF that did it. I realized how much I miss being in love. Sounds Un-manly but that's it. I miss being in love. I miss being part of a whole I am incomplete.
I hate being alone. I wake up alone, I come home to an empty place. I eat alone, think alone sleep alone. It almost scares me to sleep alone. I miss just knowing she's there. I miss seeing her when I wake up and when I get home.
I almost want just to have sex with someone just so I won't feel so alone. But I know it would be a mirage i bet it's not an issue for her. I bet mike is taking care of business. Fucker.
The worst part is that I have no one who understands, no one to talk to about how I feel. No one who cares.
This hurts.
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