- 9:33 PM Everything has changed and everything I thought I wanted has been turned all around. Who am I now? I'm not exactly... upset about that but... I always thought love would save me, but it never has. Never, ever, ever. But now I'm surrounded with the realization that no one will save me. Do I need saving? Who knows. There will never be anyone to find out.
I would run back into his arms if he would save me. Into hers, too, but I know that's unlikely. It's all so damn unlikely and impossible.
And I find myself staring out at that red light, blinking there in the winter, and I want to run to it even though I know what it is. I know it isn't him. He's not coming back and I've got no one to run to. A light is just a light. But there's always the thought that maybe, just maybe it's a beacon. Maybe it's a saviour come to call me home.