Saturday, July 25, 2009


I miss you most. Thinking back on our fun times together, the talks, the laughter, the good company, the sweetnesses, the love. Why do you have to turn your world around? What are you so afraid of?

Three years is a long time to suddenly walk away. I don't know how you can do it without a word. Kind of like a robot. A very bad robot. A robot that needs to be put away never to be seen again.

God, I'm losing my mind.


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