Sunday, January 29, 2006
People change. I'm glad i did.
Seeing you it kills me know. But no, i wont turn back time.
And when we meet. Of which we did. What that was there, was still there.
I've let it pass and held my tougue. And you've think that i've moved on.
somebody save me;
i'm not crazy or anything.
6:08 PM
