this is another post about the same old legacy
You've never changed, to me.
It's still 2004 and I wish that this was all a bad dream. And a good dream, at the same time. I wouldn't change the things in my life that have gotten me to this point, I don't think. All the same, I'd trade every bit of it to know again what I had with you. And I am love drunk off of the emotional high that I get from seeing your face in pictures alone. I think it's unfair--the experience that I missed out on by not getting to see you again, but I know that if I had seen you again, I would be wrecked. Just like I'm wrecked right now.
When they say that it's a downer, they're not lying. I'm amazed that I haven't sunk into something lower than this, even right now. And I miss that feeling that I knew with you.
The knowledge of knowing that it was my fault, that I was the one that let you slip away--that's what kills me more than anything else. And all I can do is write letters and continue to have you understand what my life has become and what it is to hope that one day everything will turn for the better. Maybe my father will get his wish one day. However, his wish (and mine which is the same) pales in comparison to your own true happiness. I only wish I can be a part of that. Now, forever, always. I love you.
PS--If this isn't for you, it's not for you. Sorry!
It's still 2004 and I wish that this was all a bad dream. And a good dream, at the same time. I wouldn't change the things in my life that have gotten me to this point, I don't think. All the same, I'd trade every bit of it to know again what I had with you. And I am love drunk off of the emotional high that I get from seeing your face in pictures alone. I think it's unfair--the experience that I missed out on by not getting to see you again, but I know that if I had seen you again, I would be wrecked. Just like I'm wrecked right now.
When they say that it's a downer, they're not lying. I'm amazed that I haven't sunk into something lower than this, even right now. And I miss that feeling that I knew with you.
The knowledge of knowing that it was my fault, that I was the one that let you slip away--that's what kills me more than anything else. And all I can do is write letters and continue to have you understand what my life has become and what it is to hope that one day everything will turn for the better. Maybe my father will get his wish one day. However, his wish (and mine which is the same) pales in comparison to your own true happiness. I only wish I can be a part of that. Now, forever, always. I love you.
PS--If this isn't for you, it's not for you. Sorry!