Every once in a while... well, way more often than I'd like to admit, I hear a song or see something or smell a cologne that reminds me of him and I just miss him so much. Obviously, I can't help but wonder what things would be like if they had gone differently. Would I still be living in Catalonia with him now? Would we be happy?
I still feel like I love him. I don't feel really crazy in love with him anymore. I don't get butterflies anymore when I look at his photos. But when I hear his voice or I see him smile because of something silly I said to him on webcam those butterflies come back sometimes. It's been more than a year since he broke up with me. Longer than we were a "couple". I just feel so connected to him sometimes.
Fortunately (although rather inconveniently), I think I've fallen in love again with another boy from the Internet. There goes Charles again with that Internet and those long distance crazy things. This one lives in Alaska, is a talented clarinetist, funny, charming, smart, beautiful and more than a foot taller than I. Hah! Well, most people are like more than a foot taller than I am, but that's unimportant. This guy is really special. A pity that he's so far away. He wants to visit me during spring break. I'm nervous that I'll fall pathetically in love with him, like I did last time and then the distance will make me crazy. Oh well. I'm sure it'll all be worth it.
Happy Ending
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending
Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
Can't get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell
This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I'm wasted
And I'm wastin' every day
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together
2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind
Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around
If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on
A Little bit of love, little bit of love
Little bit of love, little bit of love[repeat]