It’s not okay that I’ve come to this place for far too close to 2 years now, and hated it every day.
It’s not okay that I’m the only one trying to make you succeed, one day you’ll have to try for yourself.
It’s not okay that I’ve called upwards of 100 billion times tonight. It’s my only way of letting you know that I still believe in you, that I’m still here for you, and that I always will be.
It’s not okay that there are 2 1/2 hours to go. And all I can think of is how many more times I’m going to be calling you.
It’s not okay that I’m the only one still believing in you. Counting even you.
It’s not okay that every single time I’ve called you has been accompanied with crying sessions.
It’s not okay that every time I’ve called you, even though I know you won’t answer, I keep doing it. Even though my heart is breaking a little bit more every single time.
It’s not okay that I have to be here ’til midnight when the only place I want to be is with you.
It’s not okay that I feel that this is the last chance we have at the life we want.
It’s not okay that the only thing I’m capable of doing whenever I think of you is crying and dialing your number. Again.
It’s not okay that this is the most not okay I’ve felt in so long. I need to see you. I need to be there. I need to communicate with you. Please, communicate back.
It’s not okay that you keep burying your head in the sand.
I need for something to be okay. I really do.
I hope you’re okay!
Hugs!!
i’m sorry honey. i hope everything’s alright!
oh man…sorry things are so un-ok right now, bee!! i know you can get through it….and right now? it’s ok that things aren’t…ok. make sense? we all hit bumps in the road, and it makes the journey and goal so much more worth it in the end.
Eep. You have me worried, darling.