It's Valentines Day. It snuck up on me.
I've been too busy to even notice being at school and work all the time.
I ended it with that guy, realizing it wasn't true.
And sadly, I realize that I just don't believe in love anymore.
The sadder truth is, how did this happen? (We all know) How did the most hopeless romantic in the world, once called a "love junkie", fall from the graces of belief in true unconditional love between people?
I want to believe again.
I just have no faith anymore. No inkling of hope.
What is life without living for love and living out passion?
It's a gray cloud. Thats what it is.
And damnit I need some sunshine again.