My home. I have never felt so right about one place in my life, it is just crazy. I can't wait to enroll myself into SF community college. I can't wait to get an apartment. I can't wait to finally start my life. Finally be with the people I deserve to be with. Do things with my life that I should have done a while ago. Every time I go back to San Francisco I feel like I am going back home. When ever I feel like I go back to Thousand Oaks I feel like I am going on a nightmare vacation. Save me. You will soon. One year, two months, and three weeks. One year, two months, and three weeks. One year, two months, and three weeks.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
My home.
The moment I layed eyes on you I knew you were the one. I knew you were the thing to keep me going. I knew you were the push in my life. I knew you were where my heart longed for. I knew all of these things without realizing. Gosh how I have a need for you. I strive to be apart of you. I yearn to have a place someone in this blessed place. I can't stop thinking about you. I can't wait to be here forever. I can't wait to fit in, to belong, to love. My journey will start shortly. My heart will be filled. My life will be complete. One year, two months, and 3 weeks. This is what I am counting down for when I am here to stay. My life, my heart, my journey belongs in San Francisco.
My home. I have never felt so right about one place in my life, it is just crazy. I can't wait to enroll myself into SF community college. I can't wait to get an apartment. I can't wait to finally start my life. Finally be with the people I deserve to be with. Do things with my life that I should have done a while ago. Every time I go back to San Francisco I feel like I am going back home. When ever I feel like I go back to Thousand Oaks I feel like I am going on a nightmare vacation. Save me. You will soon. One year, two months, and three weeks. One year, two months, and three weeks. One year, two months, and three weeks.
My home. I have never felt so right about one place in my life, it is just crazy. I can't wait to enroll myself into SF community college. I can't wait to get an apartment. I can't wait to finally start my life. Finally be with the people I deserve to be with. Do things with my life that I should have done a while ago. Every time I go back to San Francisco I feel like I am going back home. When ever I feel like I go back to Thousand Oaks I feel like I am going on a nightmare vacation. Save me. You will soon. One year, two months, and three weeks. One year, two months, and three weeks. One year, two months, and three weeks.
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