It’s funny to think back to a year ago…
I lived with entirely different roommates.
I attended a church I didn’t like.
I was a very different girl.
I was applying to work in Seattle for the summer.
I was also moving rooms to have a new roommate in the spring.
I was getting ready to go home for a month for Christmas.
I was dating a boy a who would break my heart, piece it back together, become my best friend, break my heart all over again…and stumble in and out of my life over, and over and over.
It’s funny, really, to think about… the way we fall for the ones who seem the worst for us. But they’re the ones we can’t forget…the ones who hold on tightly without ever knowing it. I always loved the idea of you but never rationed that it would come to this. I always loved the thought of what could be but never figured there would be so many strings. So many questions. So many moments.
It’s crazy the way we fall. The way we justify every action. The way we craft motives to be near someone, even if they never see us.
But you still see me just like I still see you… in a battle fought, a word spoken, a memory recalled, a dream occured, a tear shed. You are very much so there with me. I feel one day I may escape this…one day, yes you will too.
