The worst of him will kill you before you get the best of him. I keep telling myself that. I learned that lesson once before. Better to have gotten out now, maybe the universe was secretly doing me a favor. You think you’re filling a glass up with something, and then you pick it up and everything you’ve been pouring into it comes out the bottom. There’s a hole.
I don’t want to be on your time, Lindsay said.
I don’t either. Put me in another time, I replied.
I’ve always been crazy but it kept me from going insane.
Life is filled with moments where you have to sit alone with yourself.
I miss you already, was the last thing I said to myself. And that was all so unfortunately true. Sometimes people get lost, I get lost, from time to time. Probably more than one should.
Sometimes people find there way home again.
