Dear diary, I want a boy whose so drunk, he doesnt talk.
**Hush little baby, don't you cry, everythings gonna be alright. Stiffen that upper lip up little lady. I told ya, daddy's here to hold ya through the night. I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why. We feel how we feel inside. It may seem a little crazy pretty baby, but I promise, Mama's gonna be alright**
That song was on in the car earlier, and it just reminded me of my dad. He used to sing the Mockingburd song to me at night, before he died. Which was kind of odd at that point, because tomorrow is the 5 year anniversary of his death. I am going to go over to the graveyard and lay out some flowers. I wrote this poem to him, and I am gonna set it down under a rock. I guess thats kind of absured, he can't read it, but I want it to be there, it's for him.
I did say yes to Matt! I talked to Travis Friday afternoon, and we had a nice talk. He said he understood and was very cool about it. We are still friends and stuff, so nothing changed. I was worried a lot, and kind of for no reason. We werent dating and are both able to have relationships, but I dunno, I felt I needed his permission. Anyway, me and Matt are together. So far so good.
He is going with me tomorrow. It is kind of our thing I guess. At my dads funeral I wanted to see him but I was scared to go up to the coffin. So I sat with Matt and my mom all morning and my mom had to keep leaving to get stuff ready. Matt talked me into going up and he held my hand all the way up there. And stayed with me. He let me cry and didnt call me a girl. I guess its not a big deal now, but I was 13 and he was my best friend, it was a huge deal. Every year on April 25th we go to the graveyard together. He holds my hand and lets me cry. The sweetest things are so simple.
**Kiss the rain. Whenever you need me. Kiss the rain. Whenever I'm gone too long. If your lips, feel lonely and thirsty, kiss the rain. And wait for the dawn. Keep in mind, we're under the same skies, and the nights are empty for me, as for you. If ya feel you can't wait till mornin' kiss the rain. Kiss the rain. Kiss the rain.**
That song was on in the car earlier, and it just reminded me of my dad. He used to sing the Mockingburd song to me at night, before he died. Which was kind of odd at that point, because tomorrow is the 5 year anniversary of his death. I am going to go over to the graveyard and lay out some flowers. I wrote this poem to him, and I am gonna set it down under a rock. I guess thats kind of absured, he can't read it, but I want it to be there, it's for him.
I did say yes to Matt! I talked to Travis Friday afternoon, and we had a nice talk. He said he understood and was very cool about it. We are still friends and stuff, so nothing changed. I was worried a lot, and kind of for no reason. We werent dating and are both able to have relationships, but I dunno, I felt I needed his permission. Anyway, me and Matt are together. So far so good.
He is going with me tomorrow. It is kind of our thing I guess. At my dads funeral I wanted to see him but I was scared to go up to the coffin. So I sat with Matt and my mom all morning and my mom had to keep leaving to get stuff ready. Matt talked me into going up and he held my hand all the way up there. And stayed with me. He let me cry and didnt call me a girl. I guess its not a big deal now, but I was 13 and he was my best friend, it was a huge deal. Every year on April 25th we go to the graveyard together. He holds my hand and lets me cry. The sweetest things are so simple.
**Kiss the rain. Whenever you need me. Kiss the rain. Whenever I'm gone too long. If your lips, feel lonely and thirsty, kiss the rain. And wait for the dawn. Keep in mind, we're under the same skies, and the nights are empty for me, as for you. If ya feel you can't wait till mornin' kiss the rain. Kiss the rain. Kiss the rain.**