(a couple times)
"it's Yours, Lord"
(i'm Yours, too)
then i let it go.
i'm going to be doing a lot of that lately, i think
and it actually hurts, still
less than i expected it to
but more than i wanted it to.
but i can't think about that now.
i have to go do homework with a girl in another room
and put emotions aside, get serious again
i feel like throwing up the burrito i ate two hours ago
(i probably shouldn't have done so in the first place)
and honestly, as much as i love
these girls/my school/professors/major/location
i want to leave here, so badly
i want to be done
i miss my family
and i want to start over
again.
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