Life has been good to me lately. I've finally found my calling in art and am constantly surrounded by friends and family. Hall 8 has been a blast with what btblp and it makes me look forward to every new day.
The only thing I now dread is the next year. I don't know how long it will take me to adapt to your physical absence in my everyday life, and even my dreams now are plagued with your leaving in one form or another, turning our peaceful nights together into a nightmare that I have to face alone.
I try to keep a positive outlook and at times I myself am convinced, successfully. Just hoping, hoping hard that I can pull through. With another marriage happening in the family, a new member in the house I hope things will be peaceful, people will be happier and all will be well.
Being with you has made me soft, dependent on you, but I guess with my loved ones scattered around the globe, I need to learn to stand on my own feet again, fast.
We are inseparable. People don't get it and think that I can't go anywhere without you, think me a girl who is too sticky, somewhat annoying, lugging her boy everywhere she goes. They don't know how much time we have left. They don't know how hard it will be for 5 years. They don't know that I'm trying to etch your comforting presence into the back of my mind. They don't know what we feel.
& I don't care what they think about us.
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