WRITTENWORDS
Monday, May 7, 2007
"talk to you another time." and the another time never comes. "talk to you next time." and the next time never comes. "talk to you later." and the later never comes.
sometimes i feel so invisible, as if im non-existent, like if we were never to talk again, it wouldnt matter to you.
you dont know how much i miss you
"If I could give you one gift, my friend, I would give you the ability to see yourself as I do, so you would know how very special you are."
4:14 AM
