Why doesn't she ever have one nice thing to say to me.
Why cant she ever look at me the way she use to, When we where younger, immature, selfish, loud,...........and happy.
We never talk anymore...
and when we do it's fighting...or her talking about her "wonderful boyfriend".
I use to be her best friend, her sister, now I'm nothing but a nascent around.
Shes never home and when she finally is it's with her boyfriend sucking face. Her life has now become revolved around her boyfriend and I have no role in it.
I see her and she See's me...but really when we look at one another we see a stranger, some unknown person...and neither one of us want to figure them out.
Does it hurt..? Hurt to see her this way..! Hurt to know that even I see it...? Does it kill me to know I could stopped this some way..? Do I not but cry over night after sleepless night wondering is she'll come be my side and say I love you..?
No....That is asking to much...for she and I are but strangers in disguise. Me and her...arent sisters...
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Rain
The rain is truly amazing. It makes me sad and yet happy.
Can this be..?
Of course it can, because this is me. Do i mind no, not much anymore.
The rain brings such a serene feeling, I love it. I love the way it smells, the way it looks when it pours down on the ground. And most of all I love splashing in the puddles as though I was a little kid.
Thats why I love living in Missouri. It has all seasons and rains usually alot. Its nice and cold and nothing is dead. I use to live in Arizona and New Mexico. It was amazing there. The warmth was very nice. But everything was dead which left me feeling dead as well. Here everything is beautiful and green. I love everything about Missouri.
The rain has stopped. I wonder....would some one consider the rain a her or a he....I think it would be a she. =)
Then again that could be taken sexist...oh well...
Can this be..?
Of course it can, because this is me. Do i mind no, not much anymore.
The rain brings such a serene feeling, I love it. I love the way it smells, the way it looks when it pours down on the ground. And most of all I love splashing in the puddles as though I was a little kid.
Thats why I love living in Missouri. It has all seasons and rains usually alot. Its nice and cold and nothing is dead. I use to live in Arizona and New Mexico. It was amazing there. The warmth was very nice. But everything was dead which left me feeling dead as well. Here everything is beautiful and green. I love everything about Missouri.
The rain has stopped. I wonder....would some one consider the rain a her or a he....I think it would be a she. =)
Then again that could be taken sexist...oh well...
Sona
My Aisuru
This is my bestest friend!!! Her name is Bri, but I call her Aisuru. It is japanese for my love. Lol. She's so much like me in so many ways.
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