Thoughts on Thursday.
Pictures. While they are awesome to have throughout life to look back on things that took place, certain pictures hold such sentimental value that even a glance at it can evoke feelings that you thought left you when he did. I'm being a simp. Sue me. I took a trip down memory lane this morning. One gander at his picture and immediately I began to think of the things I missed. Long kisses, bear hugs, deep stares, endless hours of mind sex, and more. It's crazy. How one person can make you feel like no one else can. Guess that's how it's supposed to be between males and females. *shrugs* I miss him. Not that he's completely absent from my life but things have definitely changed for reasons that are still unclear to the both of us. And what sucks is when you don't even know how seam the rough edges and get it back. Suxx. But whatever. Memory lane is never a good street to go down when you're suffering from a mild case of nostalgia. Makes you just want to click your heels, right all wrongs, and move forward with all smiles.
On To The Next..
As this month draws to a close, a month filled with love and sappiness approaches. February. The over celebrated holiday is a little over two weeks away... a day that measures your love for someone else with gifts and costly items. Me and February 14th have never seen eye to eye. In high school, I can remember "sing-a-grams", a gift someone would send to their mate which meant in the middle of class someone would come into your room and sing the song of the sender's choice for the whole class to hear. It was a form of public affection to show everyone that you were indeed cared about. Well I never received one. Don't feel bad for me though, I've never been one of those chicks geeked to go to sleep in hopes of chocolates and gifts the next day from my significant other. Blahh. It's all a bit much to me. Why not express that love the other 364 days of the year as well? A couple years back I dubbed VDay as "Singles Awareness Day". Think about it. You stand out more if you're alone and giftless. It makes perfect sense. Maybe I'd be a little more optimistic about it if I ever had a year when that day proved to serve some purpose in my life. Can't wait to see the over excited & melancholic tweets on my timeline that day. They'll crack me up for sure.
Pictures. While they are awesome to have throughout life to look back on things that took place, certain pictures hold such sentimental value that even a glance at it can evoke feelings that you thought left you when he did. I'm being a simp. Sue me. I took a trip down memory lane this morning. One gander at his picture and immediately I began to think of the things I missed. Long kisses, bear hugs, deep stares, endless hours of mind sex, and more. It's crazy. How one person can make you feel like no one else can. Guess that's how it's supposed to be between males and females. *shrugs* I miss him. Not that he's completely absent from my life but things have definitely changed for reasons that are still unclear to the both of us. And what sucks is when you don't even know how seam the rough edges and get it back. Suxx. But whatever. Memory lane is never a good street to go down when you're suffering from a mild case of nostalgia. Makes you just want to click your heels, right all wrongs, and move forward with all smiles. 