Eunice
♥
"
Pale with the secret war of feeling,
Sustained with courage, mute, yet high;
The wounds at which she bled, revealing
Only by altered cheek and eye;"
/Saturday, August 9, 2008
xoxo,17:24
guess what i did today.
i sat the train till the end of the lines.
i went to freo.
i went to midland.
i went to clarkson.
i went to mandurah.
really i did.
& all i could think of is if only you were with me.
it wouldnt matter what we did (:
its just so weird that im feeling this strangeness btwn us.
dont you feel it too?
you know im talking to you.
why do i miss you already ?
its like everything i see or hear reminds me of you.
why ???
&now i really dont know where to go on from here.
but perhaps.
it could be a passing strangeness.
but doesnt that strangeness mean something ??
or perhaps its just too soon to tell.
or perhaps i think too much.
whats happening ????
wont somebody please enlighten me ??
why does my heart skip that beat when i think of you?
why do i get those butterflies knowing im gonna see you soon?
why why why.
oh gosh. THIS IS ANNOYING !?
D:
hello, i miss you quite terribly.