Monday 17 November 2008

24/7, 365

1 year has passed since that meeting in the train station. Since that day when my life changed. Not for the better, not for the worse.... it just changed. And it's never been the same since. I've learnt a lot about myself in the last 52 weeks. A lot that I can't write down or even verbalise. Suffice to say, I'm a different person to the girl I was. Sadder in some ways, happier in others.... poorer yet richer.

I can't count the number of bands and songs I can no longer listen to. I don't want the happy memories to come flooding back, so I switch the radio off or click skip. Maybe in time I'll want to hear those songs, those familiar lyrics, those 7 minute songs with no words that I used to say all sounded the same. But not right now. I don't want to be reminded of what I've lost.

I've kept the tears at bay for a while now. But today they fall freely.

I think of you every day. I wonder where you are. How you are. If you think of me at all.

I miss you. Always.

"You sit there in your, heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to

To save you from your old ways

You play forgiveness

Watch him now, here he comes..."