Mood: confused
Listening to: Jade – 1000 words
Current obsession: …
I acted so distant then
Didn’t say goodbye before you left
But I was listening
You fight your battles far from me
Far too easily
„Save your tears, ‚cause I’ll come back“
I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door
And still I swore
To hide the pain, when I turn back the pages
Shouting might have been the answer
What if I cried my eyes out and begged you not to part?
But now I’m not afraid to say what’s in my heart
‚Cause a thousand words
Call out through the ages
They’ll fly to you
Even though I can’t see
I know they’re reaching you
As I had foreseen, that certain letter arrived this morning. I was prepared, so it wasn´t a big shock at all. Normally, every single letter of that person makes me tremble and all fearful. But this time, I was only surprised. And deeply, deeply touched.
In fact, I got two letters: One from the person it was supposed to be from and one from the famous but never known third person.
Both letters almost made me cry, but not in a grieving way…it was more…bitter-sweet. And it felt like shame on me.
I made mistakes, so many mistakes, and so did the other side. But my pride was the thing that barred me from saying „sorry“…and even „Farewell“.
Apologizes have been made by them. Now it´s up to me to say either „farewell“ and end this all, or stating „I´m sorry. I miss you.“, which is the truth.
But…just like the Dixie Chicks said: Forgive sounds good. Forget…I´m not sure I could.
I´ve already written a reply on that third person´s letter. And the most important letter…well, I guess it´s my turn to bite the bullet.
And it is about time.
Oh well, these aren´t easy times. There are so many things I still have to clarify. Two of my friends stage their personal ice age after so many years of friendship, and it makes me sad somehow. I shouldn´t interfere, but at the same time it´s hard to be the one in the middle. Well, at least it distracts me from my own worries, and even if I´m not able to handle my ice ages I still want to be there for both of them.
Tomorrow will be my next session with the physiotherapist, ugh…I could hardly move last night and my backside is full of black and blue marks. x_X Will be fun to have myself tortured again…
Oh, yes…Iri gave me this test…I think it fits quite properly, even though I have no idea what Progressive Metal IS. XDD
Du bist anspruchsvoll und etwas abgehoben, du bist Proggressive Metal! Du bist eigentlich eher der interlektuelle Typ, ein bisschen verkopft und auch manchmal ein bisschen elitär, hab ich recht? Du magst vielleicht hoch begabt sein, aber manchmal hat man auch den Eindruck dass du dich in Worthülsen kleidest die wenig bedeuten, irgendwie verstehen dich die Leute meist nicht gleich, manche nie. Kann zum einen an deiner hochgestochenen ausdrucksweise liegen, vielleicht aber auch daran, dass du mit deinen abgedrehten Ideen manchmal den Bogen einfach überspannst.