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So i was listning to that Nickleback "photograph" song last night and i was in a really bad mood already, but i just turned the lights off and listned. I cried so hard, my cheeks were soaking wet, so i decided to write what was making me cry, and now i'm bored and i figured it may help someone else out so ill type it out...
It's hard to say "good bye" to the past. The people that ment the world to you, suddenly mean nothing in just a blink of an eye. Why can't we keep intouch with everyone? I can't just close the book without finsihing it. I need to know how my old life is doing. Drew, Emily, Mary, Anne.
Do they ever think about me? Do they ever cry over me the way I cry over them? Doubet it. Except for maybe mary. But even she has her own life now...
It's hard to run into yr old best friend at the mall and have them ask you how you are... They didnt used to have to ask that. They used to know how i was feeling by just looking at me. What happened? Where did the time go? How are they doing? Haave they changed? Have I?
If i saw my first bf on the street, would he stop and say hi, or smile as he's walking past thinking "man that girl looks familiar...? Or, would he think anyhting at all. He may not even recgnize me.
I need some kind of closure. I need my old friends. I need to figure out my priorities.
I thought i forgot about Emily and I thouhgt I pushed all of our blonde moments into the back of my head. But, when I could have seen her I suddenly felt sad, and all the memories started falling like cold rain hitting my forehead. It was a shock. And now I cant push them out again.
Kyle said that she still lookes the same, and she asked how I was doing.That made me feel good that she didnt forget, but depressed because she was "my sister" and now shes gone. Just like that. Just like everything else... I hope she's not hurting like me. I hope she hasnt forgoten like I tried.
And mary...
Wow where do i start with her? It's so quiet without her calling me, yet the phone rings just as much with my "new" friends, but still, it's quite...inside... It didnt used to be like that. It used to be full inside. Of everything.. and now...nothing...just like that..
I miss her so much. I miss the immature talks, and prank phone calls. I miss the stupid fihgts that we had every other day. I miss the coyoties, and ice breaking, and boy scouting, and roof laughs, and cries we had (and trust me there were many...) I could go on forever, and still not run out. But most of all, i miss her!
I guess pple will come and go, but the memories last forever.
I may not be able to read Emily's mind anymore, or call dtd as soon as i'm home alone, or punch someone so hard all they can do is laugh cause it hurts too much to cry. Thats what best friends are for.And, those memories will always be there forever... Just like that...
Mary-I can honestly say that you are the only person i know that pushes on their bruises while chickling mischieveably...
Emily-I have never had a sister, and I will never be able to replace you, as hard as i try because of the bond we had, and will always have. Even if i do never talk to you again, ill still remember....
DtD-(even though u will never read this) I will never jump to the phone as fast as i did to call u, and i will never cry for anyone else as hard as i cried for you...
~They stole the hart from the heartless... just like that...~
Maranda Lahaney
It's hard to say "good bye" to the past. The people that ment the world to you, suddenly mean nothing in just a blink of an eye. Why can't we keep intouch with everyone? I can't just close the book without finsihing it. I need to know how my old life is doing. Drew, Emily, Mary, Anne.
Do they ever think about me? Do they ever cry over me the way I cry over them? Doubet it. Except for maybe mary. But even she has her own life now...
It's hard to run into yr old best friend at the mall and have them ask you how you are... They didnt used to have to ask that. They used to know how i was feeling by just looking at me. What happened? Where did the time go? How are they doing? Haave they changed? Have I?
If i saw my first bf on the street, would he stop and say hi, or smile as he's walking past thinking "man that girl looks familiar...? Or, would he think anyhting at all. He may not even recgnize me.
I need some kind of closure. I need my old friends. I need to figure out my priorities.
I thought i forgot about Emily and I thouhgt I pushed all of our blonde moments into the back of my head. But, when I could have seen her I suddenly felt sad, and all the memories started falling like cold rain hitting my forehead. It was a shock. And now I cant push them out again.
Kyle said that she still lookes the same, and she asked how I was doing.That made me feel good that she didnt forget, but depressed because she was "my sister" and now shes gone. Just like that. Just like everything else... I hope she's not hurting like me. I hope she hasnt forgoten like I tried.
And mary...
Wow where do i start with her? It's so quiet without her calling me, yet the phone rings just as much with my "new" friends, but still, it's quite...inside... It didnt used to be like that. It used to be full inside. Of everything.. and now...nothing...just like that..
I miss her so much. I miss the immature talks, and prank phone calls. I miss the stupid fihgts that we had every other day. I miss the coyoties, and ice breaking, and boy scouting, and roof laughs, and cries we had (and trust me there were many...) I could go on forever, and still not run out. But most of all, i miss her!
I guess pple will come and go, but the memories last forever.
I may not be able to read Emily's mind anymore, or call dtd as soon as i'm home alone, or punch someone so hard all they can do is laugh cause it hurts too much to cry. Thats what best friends are for.And, those memories will always be there forever... Just like that...
Mary-I can honestly say that you are the only person i know that pushes on their bruises while chickling mischieveably...
Emily-I have never had a sister, and I will never be able to replace you, as hard as i try because of the bond we had, and will always have. Even if i do never talk to you again, ill still remember....
DtD-(even though u will never read this) I will never jump to the phone as fast as i did to call u, and i will never cry for anyone else as hard as i cried for you...
~They stole the hart from the heartless... just like that...~
Maranda Lahaney