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Sunday, November 26, 2006


whatever. if i could i would. but i didnt. i chickened out. i thought i could run from everything. i thought i could fix something. theres only hate toward me now. its sunday. 1202 AM. i'm only cold now. cold in a warm place. been like that for days now. i feel like i should .. its just that .. their look. the way they look. the way they feel. its too much for me.

rekindling a fire isnt as easy as it sounds when the wood is ash.

we're done for. we were done for when we met. all in attempt to not be alone. still, no matter how painful the loss and losses have been, i still keep the memories around. the pictures, the writings, the drawings. all of it. only left to remind me how good everything was. and how happy everyone was.

Only if.


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