So this is me rambling again. I am in Richmond for the summer working a job every sunday and spending my weekdays working for a internship that is making me crazy and I am only a week in. Saturdays are my only down time. Sitting here on a saturday night I realized that I am not really a down time kind of girl because all it gets me is tears and too many thoughts running through my head. I have thought a lot in the past few weeks about a friend, well old friend, of mine that I wish I still had. He was the greatest thing to have ever crossed my path. If he would just listen and really listen to what I have been frantically telling him the past few months he would realize we are perfect for each other. He’s moving soon..I will never get the chance to redeem myself and he will regret it later in life if he just doesn’t be honest with me now. His words were beautiful, his work was indescribable. I will never be able to talk to him about all I have gone through in the past 2 months..The ups, or the downs. He listened to me, and really listened. He told me what I needed to do and never forced me. I actually took his advice. And now..we are strangers. I’m afraid I will never get that chance to show him how I really feel.
Honesty
