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Name: Brigitte


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Friday, May 15, 2009

using this as a place for my emotional ranting.

you're not here. you haven't been here for quite some time, and there has been so many little instances when i wished that i could have talked to you or seen you for a split-second, when i needed you and your words, or just to see that you've been doing okay. yes my friend, i need to know every now and then what's going on in your life. it's becoming apparent that lately, you aren't telling me anything.

yes i know things have been rough and tough for you, and you're trying to focus and clear your head. it's understandable, i guess. but still, i expected something more from you.

in your times of pain and confusions, i told you'd i'd be there. the door's always open, i always make myself available to talk or just listen. so is it too much for you to put yourself aside, just for a moment, to wonder how i have been doing? to see if i'm alright?

 


Thursday, February 19, 2009

Listen to me as I play your song through
Minors of heartache, through majors of
Love. Every string I pluck, every note I
Play, is meant to show you what I want,
What I cannot say.

Sing with me as I play your tune out in
Soft and sweet chords, and sadness
Without. Every beat of your heart, In
Sync with this song while we hear the
Rich tones, with feelings so strong

And when we reach the end, let me
Play your lullaby. Each note, black or
White, is like saying goodbye. Each
Key brings tears, each tear, a memory
Always remembered, always a story.
 
- The Healing Poet


Tuesday, December 16, 2008

once upon a december

last christmas i gave you my heart

but the very next day

you gave it away

this year

to save me from tears

i'll give it to someone special

 

.... that's my favorite cheesy christmas song.

it's that time of year again. you feel kind of lonely, though surrounded by people.


Wednesday, November 26, 2008

so im not waitlisted and i got accepted into the dorms next semester.


Monday, November 03, 2008

so i apply for dorming today at 9AM.

i'm thrown off by how you're putting things differently these days.

i'm sad because i miss someone who no longer exists... or do you?



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