NEWS FROM THE WHITE ROOM
5.15.2005
 
Okay, i'm going to come right out and say it, now that i'm sure.

Sierra broke up with me. It was exactly two weeks ago tomorrow (monday), but i didn't understand what she was saying to me at the time. She doesn't love me any more. She hasn't called me in two weeks, and the brief messages i have got from her haven't given me any reason to doubt that she doesn't feel anything for me at all any more. She just wants to be done with me. Since the only thing keeping me here was the possibility of nine days with her in August, i'm going to be shipping out as soon as possible. Whenever there's a CTI job leaving next, i'll be on it. i'm really sorry to all of you who will miss me, and i'm very afraid that i might end up the same way; that once i'm gone, none of you will mean what you used to. If that does happen, i'm sorry now, since i won't be sorry then. It kills me inside to think that there might be someone here who i'm going to be making feel like i do now, but i can't stay here, when i have less to stay for than to leave for. i have some incredible friends here, but it also hurts that everywhere i look, something reminds me of the greatest love i ever had, and lost. It doesn't feel like i'm running from anything, though. i'm running toward something.

Courtesy.
Comments:
I know there's nothing I can say to make you feel better, and I'm probably the one you'd least like to talk to about it but all your friends are here to help you. If you need anything, let me know. And don't just vanish on us. You're a good guy, and we'll miss you when you do leave. Like Carolyn said, leave ua a way to get ahold of you. Someone who went to boot camp with my brother managed to smuggle in a cell phone, maybe you can too.

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Jesus, Liam.... I'm sorry.

I'm so terribly sorry. Like Chase said, please don't vanish on us. We do love and care about you...

Shit.

After reading this all I want to do is give you a hug, even though you'd probably rip out my tonsils and show them what the inside of a steamcleaner looks like.
 
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