I think i'll miss you most on wednesdays.

When I'm back from the road
and you're out on it
And I'm tired of this distance
And I believe it's over, it's over-rated.
And this phone tag game is endless
the novelty is wearing
I'm hoping time will pass
without any assistance
or convincing.

Road rules apply
there's so much action,
you're getting busy.
So I'll call your cellular phone
to tell you TV night was
lonely without you
and so am I...
so am I.

It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.

So many high points on this last leg.
I can't wait to recount them
it seems like nothing's happened
until I've shared them with you.
And the note that you had called
says you're half a day away
and you are heading home
just in time for me,
for me to leave.

Road rules apply
there's so much action
I'm getting busy.
make sure that I'm up to date
on TV night,
I hate to miss out.

I think I miss you most on Wednesdays and Saturdays.

It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.



it's over.

i'm still cool with it
:)

i'm alright my friends.
don't worry.

he's not worth me getting so depressed over this.

so ya.

loves loves :)

thanks to all my pals who'd without fail call/text to show me concern, to ask if im alright, to be there for me to give me a great big hug and comfort me and tell me that everything's gonna be alright again, to ask me out cause they're afraid that i might let my thoughts run wild if i stayed alone at home, to make the effort to hang around and accompany early in the afternoon even though he slept at 6am, to text me and say i'll be there to cheer you up, or call me if you need someone to talk to.

thanks, really.
i appreciate everything.

i'll move on.

:)