Apr 18, 2006 23:46
I want you to overcome this sickness, I know your dying. I guess, it's time I should face it, I cry when it's brought up. I wish you were better, Can you please, hold on. For Me, I know it's selfish. I want you to see me graduate high school. I act as though it's alright, I'm in pain, I'm wonderful at hiding it. Cheers to my acting. I remember years of my childhood. It's all going to be distant soon, isn't it.
I might go to Florida for a week during Summer. I'm going to save for that.
School? Don't even mention it.
He calls me, He is making the effort, and am What the hell am I supposed to do. He's happy.
I'll hold your hand through thick and thin. I'll be here for you, if you allow me to be. It's not scary, When you have someone like me around. I never regret meeting you. I replay how all of this started.
Copeland is my new favorite band.
I'm really starting to miss you.