lackadaisiac

Everything is moving to fast. Speed is the name of the game and I'm not sure if I can keep up. I want to slow it all down, take time to digest, make it easier to find the best solution. School, work, my girl, the forcefulness is making me implode. The only results are sleepless nights and unspoken tension. I want it to be like it was. Before this semester, when we used to blissfully look into each others eyes in adoration about how we didn't have problems. That it felt like we'd been together for an eternity and the petals were still vibrant. Now instead of counting up, it feels like Im counting down. Instead I'm here with the animals in our cave. Working and wishing she would call me to tell me she was coming home. Until then, I have shapes and new creatures to keep me company but they all lead me back to her.

I'm just overreacting. I know she'll read this and maybe thats why I'm writing it. Thats why I hate livejournal. It's such a cheap shortcut to emotional discourse. We aren't two star crossed lovers separated by time and distance, forced into passionate correspondence. Life can be so ironic...I love you.