'i don't want to, but yet'.

maybe it's not wonderful, or not even close to it, in fact. but it's an acheivement, nevertheless, and it makes me pleased. i'll just have to keep going at this speed, and not die down in determination. i'm gonna make it, if not for myself, at least for everyone else.


i want to hear your voice and cry into the phone, tell you what a great friend you were and how much i've missed you. i want to tell you that i'd take back all i've said and we can start all over again. i haven't heard from you in ages, and i'm almost dying to. tell me why.

it breaks my heart to know that we are so far apart. even though i love you so. i guess i should have said it all in person. words, well, they never do their job right. or perhaps, they're just never interpretated right, or too different.