Left alone in bed thinking about you again at 1:57 AM.
I wonder what your lips feel like a lot…and I wish you were’t so far away.
My life has been shitty the past few weeks.
I’m opting not to talk about it.
After the show Macey and I went to PTI where I visited the new friends I had made from my last unexpected visit there. It was nice and relaxed…quiet because we were still recovering from the days events.
When we left we stopped at Sheetz so I could a coffee and both of us needed food. However, when I was in the Sheetz…I had a mental breakdown. I couldn’t function and everything seemed to remind me of him. Mainly because my last event at that Sheetz was with him.
It was painful and terrible, and I could hardly gain control of myself…but of course…when we left and I calmed down…I was fine.
That’s not new for me. I get like that with a lot of places I go that associate with other things. Needless to say it probably doesn’t mean as much as it might sound in this small recap.
It’s just one of those things I live with.