2005-01-02 @ 1:23 a.m.
Even to this point, I'm
(still) missing you. I know I've sung this song before, but
this I've made into
more than a memory. Although I don't see it, hear it, taste it, smell it-I can feel what once was. And what's about to be again. Having this feeling reminds me of what I
probably should have done
before this all began. And believe me-I regret it. It's not that I'm complaining but I only blame myself for
this-disattachment. I hate knowing that it
could have been better. And
maybe the countdown wouldn't have even
started if
I had
only listened to my intuition. But that's the mistakes and the crazy things we do when
1 day.
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