Your class sounds like fun, crazy people. blah. sick again. that means trapped in my room. kinda not alone. kinda bad. kinda sux. finally left though. finally.
So you are glad that I left? You are glad that you pushed me away as you cried and coughed when all I did was to try and care for you? I am starting to think that you did not doubted my love for you, I think you have lost your love for me. Haylie, it seems that the talking is not working. I beg of you again Haylie, please do whatever it takes to make her see.
don't u ever ever EVER think i stopped loving you!!! for god's sake!!!! that's the reason it's over! because u should have to settle for me, you shouldn't. but yes, i'm happy that you left because it'll help u realize that i'm not the one you love. you know it, deep down in your heart, u knew it all along. now it will just be more clear cause u won't be blinded by kisses and warm embraces
one last thing. i wrote a poem, a couple of days after.....well, after everything. and it sounded exactly like you, michael. it scared me how much it sounded like you. tell me this doesn't sound like you:
My Mask
Don't you like my mask? Doesn't it look real? It hides my face It hides my eyes But most of all, it hides my tears
Don't you like my mask? With it's ever present smile It's rose cheeks And shining eyes But it is just a lie
Don't you like my mask? It hides how I really feel. It's hides the pain It hides the hurt
Don't you like my mask? Don't I wear it well? But when I look in the mirror And the mask is at my side I see the scars I see the tears I see the hurt and pain
It will never go away, I will always wear my mask.
I swear it sounds like you when we first met. full of anger and betrayal. *shudder*
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My Mask
Don't you like my mask?
Doesn't it look real?
It hides my face
It hides my eyes
But most of all, it hides my tears
Don't you like my mask?
With it's ever present smile
It's rose cheeks
And shining eyes
But it is just a lie
Don't you like my mask?
It hides how I really feel.
It's hides the pain
It hides the hurt
Don't you like my mask?
Don't I wear it well?
But when I look in the mirror
And the mask is at my side
I see the scars
I see the tears
I see the hurt and pain
It will never go away, I will always wear my mask.
I swear it sounds like you when we first met. full of anger and betrayal. *shudder*
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