fall into these arms of mine, ill catch you...

Hey everyone. This is my first official blog post. I really dont know where to start. Today I talked to the first love of my life for four hours. Ya, I know what your thinking. How is that possible? Well, I really dont know. He is a little messed up with drugs right now, but whenever I talk to him I always feel like I can be the one that can change him. But I cant. The only way I could ever help him is if he first helps himself, which right now, doesnt look very promising. I have loved John* since the 7th grade. We dated briefly, and ever since, he has held a small part of my heart. When we went to high school, things started to change between us. We had always been close and there was always something there between us. But he started experimenting with things that I didnt agree with and we went our seperate ways. But today I mustered up the courage to text him and it ended up lasting for five hours and we may have jolted life into something that I thought died a long time ago. Who knows what will happen, but what I do know is that he will always be the one man in my life that I will love, but he needs to take of himself before he can take care of or care for anyone else......