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Jul. 8th, 2006 12:28 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
I love the night...I really do. It's my favorite part of the day. But I get so lonely....
It's night when the bad things happen. The nightmares, the suicidal or self-injurous urges, the feelings of abandonment and loss of hope.
Nighttime is so beautiful and calm and peaceful.....but when I'm not in his arms it's just cold and dark and frightening.
I know I have to get used to this. I am leaving in less than two months. I won't see him or even talk to him every day. I'll be lucky to see him once a month. I have to get used to this now. I can't even go through two days without him before I start doubting....before I stop wanting to live.
I just don't know how I'll survive all the nights without him....
It's night when the bad things happen. The nightmares, the suicidal or self-injurous urges, the feelings of abandonment and loss of hope.
Nighttime is so beautiful and calm and peaceful.....but when I'm not in his arms it's just cold and dark and frightening.
I know I have to get used to this. I am leaving in less than two months. I won't see him or even talk to him every day. I'll be lucky to see him once a month. I have to get used to this now. I can't even go through two days without him before I start doubting....before I stop wanting to live.
I just don't know how I'll survive all the nights without him....