(no subject)
Unaware but underlined I figured out this story
It wasn’t good
But in the corner of my mind I celebrated glory
But that was not to be
In the twist of separation you excelled at being free
Can’t you find a little room inside for me
Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn’t mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever I’m wrong just tell me the song and I’ll sing it
You’ll be right and understood
I know that earlier I had a journal entry cussing out a certain guy, but it wasn't right. I should have listened to you instead of biting your head off, and listening to rumors... I was scared. I didn't want to be hurt by you again, I didn't know if my heart could take it. So instead of telling you that it hurt, I just expressed anger. The hurt didn't catch up with me until I was alone at the coffee house... I cried for hours on end, and I'm sorry you weren't there to see the towering wall of strength that is Jill, give into hurt, and cowardice and cry herself ragged... If you read this in the morning, like I hope you do, I'll be waiting for you after class, I really want to talk to you about this, calmly and level-headed if possible...
XoXo,
Jill