What a bad weekend can turn into a good weekend.

by Lostraindrops   Jan 2, 2006


Staying up all night,
with pain, tears, and stomach aches,
what a sleepless night.
wanting to just to talk that one person.
finally sleeping,
waking up,
going out to have a good time,
gets your mind off a lot.
coming back.
seeing that name on the list.
makes the aches come back.
what a wreck,
say one thing,
then signing off.
out to have some more fun.
getting your mind off a lot,
getting some good sleep,
coming back,
as soon as you come on.
you see that one name.
say one thing,
getting that scared feeling inside of you,
than being told you'll have to wait later to finish the talk.
trying to get your mind off,
so hard,
watching the clock tick one by one.
the day goes by so slowly,
thinking of what the talk could lead to.
good it be a good or bad talk.
the hour hand reaches that hour,
coming back,
heart racing,
words typed and hitting the enter button a few times.
i never been so happy before.
for once i no longer have a fake smile on my face.
its an actually real smile.
tears, pain and aches are all worth it now,
just to hear those words.

i never been so happy.

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