Wednesday, March 10, 2004

I took down the pictures. I hid all of your things. But I can't get you out of my mind. I can't get you out of my dreams. You say it can only get easier, but it just gets harder. You say this is what we need. That I will realize this later. All I know now is that I don't have you and I feel so alone. I never thought it would come to this.

I'll write more later. It will be more positive, I promise.

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