t-r-u-t-h's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hard to breathe. The perfect guy for me. I know he exists. I know he's out there wondering about me. Maybe he's Richard... but sadly, I doubt it. I think we've stopped caring about what the other needs and wants. I think we've both become selfish. I'm scared. I'm scared no one will love me the way I want to be loved and that I'll never love again the way I love Richard and Paul... I miss the way I felt for Paul. I wanna give you whatever you need. What is it you need? Is it what I need? What is it you need? Is it within me? It's hard to explain how I am getting by on so little from you. It's hard to believe that I would let myself get so wrapped into you. What happened to the days when my everything thought somehow linked to Richard? When I heard some lovey or sad song I would think of him. When I saw a movie about love I missed him so much it would get hard to breathe but now the stress of it all is what's making it hard to breathe. 9:54 p.m. - 2005-09-07 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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