Jul 19, 2005 13:38
Bitter, sad, confused, lonely.
It's funny the way you think you'll always have something...someone...some certainty or knowledge or understanding or bond.
How easily we lose the things most important.
If what seems to be happening is actually happening, I'm not sure I could take it again.
I just want to escape...
"For months you've been away, you're here a couple days, I've got all of the time in the world....I can name all fifty states, forty-eight get in the way from me being next to you. If it were up to me, we'd have everything we need, you'd have me and I'd have you. Just stay right where I could be anyone you want..."