I woke up this morning. And I started thinking about a year ago today.
A year ago: This is when I came up to Detroit for that 24 hour trip. My skin was crawling with little bugs, and my eyes were streaming with tears. I wanted so badly to be able to hold you and kiss you into the night- but you were telling me that there was no room for me anymore. And I had to move on.
I remember knowing I could do nothing- And naively hoping I could do just something...something. I was practicing white light magic everyday. Just wishing one thing: "That you would be happpy". And that's all I wished for, and its all i have ever wished for.
I remember how sad, lonely and horrible I felt that weekend riding home on the Megabus. Thinking of you, and knowing you were drinking my tea. I remember how sad I was at Flipside, in the Bahamas, and then at Lakes Of Fire....
You were scared back then to really be with me. You had to many fears and they held you back from diving in with me. And I'm not sure if its that different now.
I'll let go if you want me to.
Danielle. Danielle. Danielle.
I wish I could rip open my chest and show you my true colors. I wish we could just get past all this bullshit. I wish I wish I wish.
