I think about her a lot sometimes. I want to tell her that I miss her, and I'm sorry, and maybe we're both right. I want to tell her that I learned alot from her. I want to tell her that I wish her peace and more joy than she ever thought possible. I want to tell her happy birthday. I'm not good at letting go.
this one was written 2003-10-24 @ 11:02 am by dee |
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