2005-06-10. Will I ever shut up? I wanted to ask if he'd made any calls yet. I wanted to ask so much. It's funny how the little things in my day make me miss him. Just things that I would normally do or say that are different now. I feel like I am stuck. All these wonderful things we talked about doing and now I feel like I am staring blankly at the future, still wanting to do them but that the real excitement and wonderment is gone for me. Because he is gone. Experiencing things with him is so fun - he is infectious. How did I get so wrapped up? I slept terribly last night/this morning despite being drunk. I thought about sneaking into his bed while he was at work and sleeping. I always sleep so well there. Sounds crazy yes - but in a sleep haze it sounded divine. Maybe I should just give it up. Maybe I am chasing a ghost. Maybe I am falling the way the others fell and I should have known better... I was lucky to have what I had. I should just be grateful for that. I just got seduced with the thought of him being there. Inspired consistantly.
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