Sunday, August 24, 2014

Postcard From Paris...

Ho there, Whiteout Fans.

I have just returned from a trip to Oregon for a week to see my family. (Quite possibly for the last time for a while.)

And a great many things have happened. I got a few things that belonged to my grandfather, such as a ring and a watch; I found the heaven of all taffy shops! (170 flavors. I probably tried half of them, and put half of those in my bag. A pound and a half of all sorts of taffy. It was great. :) ) I got some stuff, visited people and places, was lectured by my grandmother. I even watched my parents reception video. (Which brought up a great many feelings and thoughts in my mind.) I played my video game and saw my favorite scene twice, which was awesome. :) (I even have a video of it. And it brought more feelings.) And I brought back some more novels. :) Suffice it to say that the trip was well worth it.

But... It brought up a lot of feelings... I walked around the place I was born, and I drove, and I saw people. Couples holding hands. I watched movies, with the same thing. I saw kissing, and the love that they share. And all I could think of was... Her. (No matter how right or wrong that is.) It drives me up the wall, how much I think about her. I watched my parents video, and all I could think of... Was a fantasy of what would happen, in my mind, if we got married... And all the things attached to it. I constantly imagined that period of time. And all sorts of things. I saw what I saw during my time there, and... Oh, I wished she was there. So I could do all the things I wanted to. I wished she was there so we could talk and be together. I wanted her there so badly. Have her meet my family. Let her know about everything... I wanted her to be there so very badly. And no matter what I could do, I didn't ever have any rest from thoughts of her. And I don't really find something wrong with that. Even if it's complicated. Even if other people don't think that it's correct. Or that it will work out. I know... That this feeling is unlike anything I could ever have imagined. I wanted to know what it felt like to have someone love me this much like I love her... And it's... Simply amazing.

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