Inspired.

As I sit in my room, crying in sync of my typing fingers, my only thought is you. As I sit with my heart sinking to my stomach, all I can do is wait. I cry for the selfishness I have brought to you. For the separation of time that has left us apart. For all this time, my tears and cries have blamed you. blamed you into thinking you weren't meant to be. but my repetitive words are nothing more than replies of i knows and you told me's. and the thought of true understanding seems to slip away. and yet, i hold on so strong. i cry for strength and the hope to hold us strong. but change is claiming its victory. and the old me slowly disinigrates from your memory. leaving less happiness. but i never give up. and i will continue to fight. there's just something about you that's letting me know your my right.






I just spent 2 of my hours of my chemistry time to an unseen movie required to watch for my rws class. i have never felt so inspired: Freedom Writers. welcome to my inspiration.