Lost

Something tells me that today i'm going to be alone. Like the day before yesterday...and the day before...and the day before. Somehow, i keep pretending i'm not the unlucky person i always was, i keep pretending i can be happy and get an happy ending. But you see, that's not my story. My story is mostly unhappy, unlucky and you might as well say it, alone. This is the time you turn to your family, when your life doesn't go well in therms of love and relationships. But my family is disfuncional, i love them all of course. But i've been thinking about this a lot lately actually, and i've come to realize that i desperatly need a good man and i search it in love relationships because i miss having a normal family and i miss going to the beach with both my parents and sisters, playing in the sand and playing football in the sand, and i miss simple things like being in the car with both parents and having conversations or sing songs in a long trip, i miss it desperatly and i can't have it, i will never get it again. you think that when parents separate the kids in the middle will eventually get over it, and get used to it, but they actually never do completly, they will always miss things that will never get again, and i'm sorry that's the case wittan, but you'll never have it again.