Jun 03, 2006 00:58
why did you just describe my past year? why don't we talk as much as we should, or at all? i hate myself for neglecting you and our friendship. and i have. and i'm sorry, so sorry. and it's not just you, there are so many more. if i can't stay in touch while we are living in the same town, there is no hope for next year. none. and you have so much to share with me, if you would just open up. i know you're scared; i can tell. i know your pain; i do. maybe that's why i can't tell you what you need to hear, because that would make me a hypocrite. i'm doing the same thing you are.
and it's not that i don't hear you all, i just don't listen.
i just won't listen.