Sincere.

I feel like it was important that I be blogging right now, but I don't know why. Beach today, and such. That was nice, Irish dancing, violin, time with my family. That was good. We stopped fighting as much, which I am gratefully happy for. Mom hurt herself, just a bit ago. Twisted her arm in the shower, fell. Not good. I'm worried, as her knee is getting worse, and she is having more trouble walking. Homework is trying to be done, and it looks like a storm is one its way for tonight. I love the rain, and hate it as well. It reminds me so much of you. I have been missing you a fair bit recently, but I know it will do no good, so I try to stay away from thoughts of you, but always remain back, like a lost puppy. I don't know if I'm wasting my time anymore, but I know what my love is, and I won't forget the way you loved me. So, I will continue, no matter how much you tell me to "move on". Thats not Nigel. You asked me to love you. I did. Now what. Homework. Movies score, I have really been in on. Listening to them constantly, and found a few of my favorites. I'm sure your sleeping by now, but, somehow I wish that you are thinking of me. That would make this whole situation a bit better. Anyway, I love you. Always will. I will kiss you again, and hold you how we used to. I will. Unless you refuse, which, then, I know that you have given up on me, which would be no surprise. I believed you. I really did. I thought you were sincere. Boy, was that a tricky and cruel things to believe.