it's the way.
7:25 pm & 04.11.07
so the Southern Girl is missing the College Boy she once talked of so well. she wants to be able to walk up to him & hug him (always had a problem with letting go) & apologize over & over for whatever it is she has done, has ever done, ever will do. because despite all of her attempts to sever, he is still her first & foremost attachment, the only one she can't seem to bring herself away from, the only one that it kills her to hurt. she extremely dislikes being happy (which she most certainly is right now) when it is so obvious that he is not, & it seems that she can't possibly comprehend how. it hurts her to think that she isn't being told the important things that he used to pour into her ears (if that's really what he ever did, anyhow). she liked knowing that he depended upon her, that he knew she would listen to him if he called her at two in the morning so upset.
she realizes that she is sounding as though this has reached an ending, when it very well hasn't (especially if she has anything to do about it). she just wishes the boy would try to get in touch with her. she feels dumb for being so spastic after not talking to him in four days. she's always been scared to death of messing everything important to her up, anyhow.