Jan 20, 2003 19:48
I have questions that I would ask you, if I was sure you knew the answers. I found a poem I wrote about you 2 months ago, and just laughed, because even though things are different all the words still ring true. And every song I listen to makes me want you more, and every thought I think is cruel. All fingers point to you, but when I look your direction, I can't find you anymore. If I knew what was going to happen, what was meant to happen, I would be the happiest girl in the world. I've never seen you so angry, or so fake.