Well, I haven't posted here in ages... So I figured a post would do some good.
It's that time of year again, Summer. The time when I head off back to live with my parents while between years at University. This time, leaving University was alot harder, more upsetting, and more "scary" than last year. The prospect of Three months with the family is quite daunting, while I'm here, no-one talks to me, it's gotten to the point where I feel like it's that family and the guy that lives with them (me) for a few months a year. But, that's not what's bothering me right now.
I mentioned "The One" in my previous posts. Well, leaving Stoke behind for the summer, meant leaving him behind too. I don't know how to talk to him any more, I love him so much, but obviously this isn't reciprocated. He's my first thought when I wake up, and I think of nothing else all day.
I'll always remember the first night I met him, when I went to his house, and we just sat talking for hours, I ended up spending the night there and he held me in his arms all night. On my last night in Stoke, I spent the night at his (as friends)and I was so desperate for that first night to be repeated, for him to talk to me like he did, and hold me in his arms.
The next morning, I told him how I felt, and he told me I had to move on, but the idea of meeting, and loving anyone else as much as this seems unbearable, "The One" is who I want, no-one else and I would do anything to get another chance with him.
Right now, I feel totally heartbroken, and this on top of everything else I'm worrying about, (such as family, friends, money)has me feeling worse than ever. It feels like every moment would be spent in tears, but, I must hold everything back, no-one wants to know, nor cares. Everyone too wrapped up in their own feelings, to ask how I'm doing. That may sound selfish, I know, but not one person has asked how I'm doing, how I'm coping yet all want to "offload" on me, telling me their problems. I always thought friendship was a two-way thing, clearly, those that call themselves my friend don't feel quite the same.
I guess, I'll have to keep going, putting one foot in front of the other, and keep fighting whatever is thrown at me. I know one day I'll feel happy again, but right now I can't see it, and that "silver lining" of this incredibly large cloud, has yet to show itself. Maybe one day...


