i know it's too late, and i should have given you a reason to stay

[areason_tostay]

its ironic how things that are important to one person- such as events, people, or memories- may not be important to another person. its also unfair that sometimes, you never get the chance to tell someone what they mean to you. they might have gotten the wrong impression, or just didnt know, or never will.
i hate leaving things up to chance.
i hate not being able to remember things.
i hate not being remembered.
i hate making friends and signing yearbooks- how many people really call to hang out? how many people really mean all the things they say?
summer is the true test of friendship.
i hate how the people who mean the most are always the first to leave- be it drifting apart, having to move, or just vanishing.
they're also the ones who are hardest to get in touch with.
i find it hard to believe that making an impression is a one way street. i'm pretty impressionable, but i dont seem to reciprocate this to others.
i've taken alot of things and people for granted.
i've missed out on alot of chances.
i want things to go back, i'm living in the past.
sometimes i wish that i could put all my happy memories in a bottle, so i could open it up and pour myself a glass to revisit good times passed.