why can't we be friends?
I get sick to my stomach whenever I see you. Sometimes I never know whether to actually speak or to hide. What do I say? What happened? A lot of times I don't care,but there are times when something reminds me of a memory.. or someone will ask a question and it'll hit me. I'm now sometimes wondering if I called, if you'd be there like I was always so sure you would be. It hurts...sometimes more than others. I'm doing alright without you.. it's just that sometimes I miss you.