you know that feeling you get when you find something great and the thought of it just makes you smile? the one that gives you butterflies in your stomach? then when it's gone you miss it like hell? most would call it love...and it happened to me.
but not with just some guy. i was in love with something else. i was in love with the feeling i get when i play sports. it was my release in high school. when i was playing - anything from volleyball, basketball, track, or softball - it was the only thing that mattered. it was my therapy. i forgot about the rest of the world when i played. but now, it's gone. we're no longer talking. i realized how much i missed it when i saw a video of my friend, who plays volleyball for u of miami, and her teammates celebrating after a victory over their opponents. being on a team and having that connection with others who understood the game just as well as you did was the best feeling in the world. it was the only thing i put so much passion in...and now i miss it. hopefully i can re-mend my broken relationship with this past love & this time we can make it work.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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