You were not alone all that time. You were lonely.
It's been awhile since you've come around. And it's been awhile since you've given me a hug. And it's even been awhile since I've heard "hey Michelle" and I turn around with a smile because you're voice is so unique and soft. I don't think I remember your voice anymore, I don't think I remember your face anymore, I don't even think I remember you anymore. This isn't goodnight this is goodbye.
It's been quite the eventful weekend. I loved it and I hated it at the same time. I don't understand why people care so much about such useless things, such unimportant things. At least right now, at our age. People should stop and re-think everything they're going to do, and all the pain they're going to end up going through. Save yourself, and everyone else around you the heartache. I may feel bad for you, but I surely don't feel sorry for you. I loved it because I was with wonderful/amazing people. I love my friends dearly.
I'm sure if we got lost in a maze and we couldn't make any kind of noise or send out any kind of communication, we'd find eachother. Because you can always find love.
P.s - It's my birthday tomorrow! I'm rather excited! Sixteen, sixteen, sixteen!! :)