Winds of the Stars

The ramblings of myself, Meaghan MacGregor, and a peek into my life story.

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Location: Sherwood Park, Alberta, Canada

Saturday, June 18, 2005

My life has been taken away

So thursday was my last day of high school classes forever. It was also the end of my 6 and a half month relationship with Esben. It was probably the worst planned thing ever in the history of man. It's right before exams and he knew very well how stressed out I am and the fact that my parents are not at home. So all in all I have to deal with this myself. I've sofar cried myslef to sleep two nights in a row. Who knew that this would hurt so much? I don't even have enough courage to flip my claddagh around again. I'm just in shock I guess. I never though that this would happen so soon. As Christina pointed out, he did commit a bang and run. I feel so used. All my relationships seem to be that. They end right after I trust the person with everything. I gave him basically all my life. He's taken a part of me with him and I don't think I'll be able to regain that for a very long time. He's leaving for Denmark in 5 days now, so it's almost like what he's doing is cowardly. He couldn't even give us the chance to try a long distance relationship. I guess it just wouldn't work for people who are "just friends". He said that's all we'll ever be. I guess all those times he said he loved me were lies. Everything just contradictes itself now. All the pictures I have of us are just so nice and we look so happy. I guess we were until lately and I didn't even know. Where did my sixth sense go? My empathy is leaving me and I can't seem to know what people are feeling anymore. I'm going down hill and I need to stop and turn around. Come back up the hill, except I can't do that by myself and right now I have no one here for me. Everyonr is out and I can't get a hold of anyone. I may sound like a 6 year old, but I want my mum. I haven't had someone to just lay in their arms and cry my heart out. I haven't had a chance and everything is just so pent up inside and I feel like I'm going to burst. My heart has been ripped out, steamrolled and chopped to pieces. I the words of A Knight's Tale, "The pieces of my broken heart are so small, they could pass through the eye of a needle." I guess I'll leave off here and just try to pass the time until my mum comes home or I hear from someone who I can talk to. So long and Farewell. God Bless.

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