Intoxicated
October 5, 2006
I was intoxicated, and I thought I can be happy when I am, and forget you. But the more I became intoxicated, the more thoughts of you filled my head. I needed to get away, 11 months, 1 month more to a year. I missed you so badly.
Under the influence I sent you a message. I told you with all my heart how I had still been thinking of you all these while. You were pleasantly surprised, yet still managed to hurt me with your words. You said,
“Thinking of old times? Sometimes me too…but guess it wasn’t meant to be yeah?”
Hurts, like a knife deep into my intoxicated heart.
