Further down is a post I made on 7/7/2008. Basically marking the second straight year I'd been single. I haven't had much more than a hug from a woman since 6/30/2006, the night my most recent girlfriend threw me away, two weeks after my 23rd birthday. All of 23, all of 24, all of 25, half of 26 spent alone with no comfort in sight.
Constantly over hearing guys and girls at bars complaining that they haven't gotten laid in ( X ) days/weeks... I guess I should feel bad for them. Three and a half YEARS and counting! God I feel like such a fucking loser, a fat, ugly, loser... I'm not valuing sex, I just want female companionship so badly... I want to hold her and know I have Heaven in my arms. Someone to hold, talk to, confide in, love, defend/protect/fight for, bring joy to... You ask for the same thing for four years and nothing comes seems like madness...
2009 is over and I'm in the same exact place I was 3 and a half years ago. I had told myself that I'll get a girlfriend in 07... Something good will happen in 08... I won't try because it'll just happen in 09... Writing this right now makes me feel like I have a hole in my heart. What do I say in a few days when this decade ends? I may as well say that I'll find her in 2007. This will be the fourth straight New Years of watching all my friends hold and kiss their girlfriends and wives at midnight as I look down at my drink on the verge of tears.
Sitting in the dark,
The only illumination from my MacBook and Itunes.
Relaxing songs can be heard in the background.
A playlist created by my angel and I.
Sitting on my bed
Holding my seraph in my arms.
Her back to my chest, her head lays on my shoulder...
Close my eyes and take in the scent of her shampoo
No words are spoken, pleasantly interrupted
by phrases of sweet nothings.
I awaken and from my heaven,
I fall back to earth,
arrive in hell,
remembering I have no angel
Sitting in the dark,
The only illumination from my MacBook and Itunes.
Sad songs can be heard in the background.
A playlist I created.
Sitting on my bed
Holding my chest in my arms.
my heart is in pain, tears run to my shoulder...
Close my eyes and see myself
No words are spoken, painful thoughts ensue
of how alone I am.
It's 2010 and my youth is dying with no one to share it with...