May 07, 2006 13:31
... And I loved every second of it. Final one.
Sometimes I wish I could wake up with amnesia every morning and forget what has ever happened in previous days. It'd be easier to leave everyone if you couldn't remember what you ever had with them. No memories means no pain.
You haven't been there once when I needed you most. Not.Once.
"You know what I think..."
"I'm over it."
I lied. And you know it.
Thanks. For everything. Always.
It's always easier to ruin the good things you had coming than it is to keep them here. For me at least.
I think I just get bored too easily. Is there a cure for that?
'Cause those words? Well, they stung a little too deep.