Dec 07, 2005 00:52
there are so many late nights where i want to dial your number like i always used to do.
to hear your voice and corny jokes and know that i'm going to be alright.
to discuss inside jokes and politics (no matter how much i hate them, i'll listen because it's you)
only special things can make me cry long after they've seemed to dissapear....
you were something special...
i dont want to cry anymore.
i wish i had a best friend still.