21/9/07 - forever.

Friday night, and im putting on more make up than usual and taking extra precision with my hair. This time when you see me, im going to be the prettiest damn wreck you've ever seen. 'Cause since you've been gone my natural production of happy endorphin levels have plummitted. Okay, granted, not significantly, but noticeably and is been time since my laughter lines had a real good thrashing. These days, my organs pulsate at average rate, i miss the rush, the extra beat, the skipped beat, the beat of your feet on the pavement beside me, the way my first name sounded with your second on a pizza box; silly things really. But its not just you im missing, its the part of me you took with you when you left. And it's crazy to think with all those tears, I could've done something useful like re-created Noah's Ark or hydrated desserts, but i used them on you? A meer boy; one of millions, trillions even. I guess you could say some things just never heal, and im content with that, but that doesn't mean it doesnt hurt. I'm happy, just not as half.