Feb 13, 2005 03:29
It was a good day.
And yet it was still a bad day. Of course. How else could it be? I'm sorry I'm not good enough. Someday somebody will save me. Someday somebody will say I'm just right. Cause I should be. I can't find this flaw everyone else finds. As long as you're killing me will you tell me the secret? Just tell me. Then you can move on without any guilt. "And so I fall. I don't wanna feel this small. You know I just can't handle this, can't handle this at all."
And the worst part? I would feel a lot better if this were a boyfriend. Being dumped by a guy is something that happens. There's no explaining such things. Friends? Well, they're supposed to be forever. That's what they say. It's not true. Not much of what they say is.
Good night.