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[rockviolinist]

I'm really sorry, Marisa. We hadn't set a time that I had known of. You had told me you were probably going to the ballet. And I truly didn't know that both of my parents had to work in Canton yesterday. I've been busy and stressed lately, and I know you aren't at you're peak of happiness either, but we are going to have to work through it together. On Thursday, in geometry I actually had an enormous breakdown because my grades are dropping because I'm so busy and stressed. I know I haven't had much free time on my hands lately, and by the way things are going at school and with the Christmas Jam, it looks like I'm still going to be pretty busy until right after Christmas, but we will find a way to work it out. School is taking a lot out of me. We had two concerts and the opera and a dance last week, and I felt like I would get sick if I did anything else that week. This coming Saturday, we have another concert (can't go to group). That is why I came to Booker T., though. If you were there, we could do so much more together...but that's besides the point.
In the twelve years we've known each other, we haven't ever had any argument or fight or anything and I don't want this to be the start of one. You may not want to call me your best friend right now, but I will always call you mine. Just seeing you upset makes me sick to my stomach, because I know I could help, I just need to figure out how to make time without making myself truly sick.

I love you and I miss spending time with you. Hopefully you'll understand.

I'm working on a new song...

Walk with me
Dance with me
Kiss me in the rain

Show me you love me
Whisper my name

Hold me
Love me
Ask me to stay

Try me again
Just fly me away

I asked you to love me
You gave me a clue

I tried to fix it
You made me chose

You've broken me
You've torn me
You've ripped me in two

Try me again
Just see what I do