Homeward bound

When I was on the plane landing in lax I saw the skyline and I wept..he put his arm around me and asked me what was wrong..I’m just so happy to be home..

I almost felt like I would never see CA again..

and now I’m here..and ny boy is 30 mins away in the valley bunking at tori’s house and he whispers into the phone are you flying back to the east coast with me? I don’t know…I don’t know…I dunno

Being here is home, where I was raised..I become instantly happy here..the month I was there I was so sad all I wanted to do is sleep..

I missed the smog..

but now I have to choose..

Los Angeles or love..

Because he’s made it clear..if the plane leaves and I’m not next to him..we are done.

Hurry go on ahead.
Good things won’t let you wait.
I’ll catch up when we get home.
At home I’ll leave.
A dollar under water keeps on dreaming for me

I just don’t know..What should I do? Forsake my happiness or my love..

*Angel*

StarWine

March 31, 2005

Do you think you could not learn to be happy in NYC? I understand about LA being home and it making you happy, but how often do we find true love? It’s such a hard decision and I wish it were easier, but if you want my input I’d say that I think you could learn to be happy in NYC if you tried. But, if you are doubting him and his love, then stay where you are. (((HUG)))

How strong is this love? Is it strong enough to pull you back to the East Coast? I do not envy you your decision; my decision to leave Alaska for love was all too easy, as nothing tied me to that cold state. Does your need for Home outweigh your need for this love? *hugs*