sybil

yesterday's goodbye was so hard.
we cried like babies.
at least i took comfort in knowing he took it as hard as i did.
i'm so used to being the one who cares more,
and thinking that there's always someone who cares more,
that it's a shock to realize we love each other with the same intensity.
and knowing this makes me feel so happy,
even... blessed. :shock:
a lot of beer and a thunderstorm that night
made me happier
oh and an "i love and miss you" text message helped too.


us, me pretending to have boobs.