07 june is the new november.
I meant to actually write more .. but suddenly I'm very sad. So this is it.
My last day of work at Einstein's is a week from today .. and yes, Friday was indeed the last time I'll ever see Ryan. Because once this week is over I am never going back. I don't think he believes it, but I think it's best for me if I just let that part of my life die away. For good. Because I was reading back over what I've written lately and I only got to March and I stopped because I felt sick. I don't like what I read. And I don't like me. I want to start over, so that's what I'm doing. It's going to be perfect this time. I'm going to be happy. And I'll do it alone if I have to. Because I was born to be happy, with or without you. Whoever you may be.
Wrote your name on a piece of paper, but accidentally I threw it away. I wrote your name on my hand, but eventually it faded away. I wrote your name in the sand, but the ocean whispered it away. So I wrote your name in my heart, and forever it will stay.
My last day of work at Einstein's is a week from today .. and yes, Friday was indeed the last time I'll ever see Ryan. Because once this week is over I am never going back. I don't think he believes it, but I think it's best for me if I just let that part of my life die away. For good. Because I was reading back over what I've written lately and I only got to March and I stopped because I felt sick. I don't like what I read. And I don't like me. I want to start over, so that's what I'm doing. It's going to be perfect this time. I'm going to be happy. And I'll do it alone if I have to. Because I was born to be happy, with or without you. Whoever you may be.
Wrote your name on a piece of paper, but accidentally I threw it away. I wrote your name on my hand, but eventually it faded away. I wrote your name in the sand, but the ocean whispered it away. So I wrote your name in my heart, and forever it will stay.