So I made it back home safely.

The I'm-alive relief bubble covering me during the whole ordeal is slowly dissipating and is being replaced by a cloud of  depression. All I want right now is to snuggle in his arms - for him to hold me tightly and despite my stupidity, still accept me. Why is he 355 miles away? :( Or the better question is, why am I 355 miles away? Why did I even leave..

My stupidity and regrets are slowly eating me. I need a mourning timeframe. 1 day, OK? I should tell them already so I could move on with life.  

Posted by chronicwind on December 8, 2012 at 06:45 PM | catch a feather
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