The only storm ahead of me is the one I have created. Every step is heavier then the next and the Oceanside Pier dosn't feel long enough. The music blasting through my headphones does not sound loud enough. The people around me look to happy to be lost. My childhood love has become just a freind, the hurt is so large I wish I was walking the Golden Gate. The wind isn't cold and people are searching lines for fish. I'm searching for another broken heart. A few passerbys look into my eyes but my tears chase their stare away. Todays wallow is one of empty connection. Maybe with my next walk I'll be finding love on this old pier. The wood isn't old enough to fall through but if It were I'd only want one friend to catch me.

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nan shartel Jan. 25, 2010 @ 7:21 a.m.

it's so damned hard to stay open...it's a soul killer to let this kind of pain wash over u and erode the light of day

be kind to urself...until the right one shows up to be nice to u

my best

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SDaniels Jan. 26, 2010 @ 11:59 a.m.

good reply, nan. I'd add: A day will come when you won't need other people to do anything in particular--you'll be content to enjoy them surging in and out of your life like those waves you are now wallowing in too much. When that day comes, you'll be a happier, calmer soul, and feel authenticated without having to search others' eyes on the pier, or anywhere. It will be ok to just feel, then toss it off.

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