It's been one year.
One year since I met him, and one year since I fell hard for him.
Every day since then I would just repeatedly fall and fall and fall...
But I've finally gotten sore enough to say 'no more'.
I'm done crushing.
I'm done loving.
Sure, I'll always wish - it's kind of like an ongoing flame that will never die... but I'm going to push it aside and not let it consume me.
One day... during my huge angst-ridden moments, when I was taking a train to Burlington, I drew this:
It has some secret connotations in it, some lyrics that expressed how I felt, and well it looks cool.
It used to hang on my wall as a constant reminder, but now it's going to be a new bird toy.
HAH!
And I'm going to stop obsessing over love. It's just too much for me.
Forget it. I don't want it anymore.
I'm just going enjoy what I have. I have two birds that adore me, and a family that loves me, and friends that love me.
I already have enough love <3
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