Dear You ;

One of these days you'll realize that I was the one for you. How you threw it all away. And when that day comes
I'll smile and tell you the same things you once told me: That you're my friend, and that's all I want us to be. And maybe, if you're lucky.. You'll open your eyes and see how those words can never be comforting.



And you'll never say them again.

 i regret you. 
 simply because you have given me every reason to.
 don't ever tell me you're going to prove me wrong again,
 because all you really do is prove me right.
 you haven't changed.

 i want nothing to do with you, im sorry.




<3

 I do the worst of things,
 with the greatest intentions.


and it never, ever, turns out too well.


 

  I don't know what it is about being told you are "one of a kind."
  maybe its the simple fact that its not a compliment given often,
  or maybe the way they said it, over the phone, and i could hear them smiling.




 I don't know what it was.
 But I liked it.

 Cynthia Barret, I hope you are doing well up there.
 You were a great person.


The memorial service was amazing tonight.
Her favorite song is "99 red balloons."
So at the end of the ceremony we released 99 red balloons into the sky,
while playing the song.
So if you saw any red balloons in the sky around sunset, it was from us.


Rest In Peace, Cyndi.

<3

 its weird, how people you know become people you knew.
when you can walk right by someone like they were never a big part of your life.
how you used to be able to talk for hours, and now you can barely even look at them.






today, i walked past my best friend like i didn't know she was there.
she wrote me a note and apologized,
she even had someone else give it to me?

i walked out and asked why she couldn't give it to me herself.
we're straight now, i guess.

but things aren't the same.

 

and i don't think they ever will be again.

.


 

I feel more comfortable talking to strangers than people I know.
I believe this is because chances are, I'll never see them ever again.
And I feel like I can say anything I want.
They don't know my past or what I've done.
They can only judge me on who they are seeing right that second.
I'm the person I am now, not then.

stay true to yourself, because very few will stay true to you.


apparently backstabbing is the new craze in cape coral, florida.
at least i can count on a select few.


too bad i had to find out the hard way that one of them doesn't include my bestfriend.