Wednesday, November 01, 2006
when the oceans are darki did a bad thing. and i'm sorry. i know it was bad, and i feel horrible.
but that doesn't make it ok.
i miss you already
and want things to be ok again
but i know they won't be for a while
and that it's my fault.
and i'm sorry.
but i hope, eventually, you can believe me again. or at least maybe talk to me.
and i understand you for not talking to me for a long time.
if i were you, i would forget that i (not being you) existed at all.
and i know you won't believe me when i say it
but i mean it
that i have always considered you one of my very very few best friends
i tell you more than i tell anybody
because i know i can trust you
and you understand where i'm coming from usually
and you are amazing in general.
today was so hard, and i know it must've been awful for you too.
and i'm sorry
that i did that.
i dont know what to say.
because there is nothing left to say
not that there was to begin with
the heavens are forboding