4-29-04
6:12 am
It amazes me.
How you can not listen to something for months.
And just when you think you have put it from your mind.
It pops up again.
To remind you.
Reminding you of what you love in this life.
This crazy shitty life.
That passes you by.
And then something from you past.
Pops up and makes you remember.
Why you are here.
It makes you remember her.
Your love for her.
It makes you remember.
Why you loved her.
It makes you remember why no love.
Can ever touch what she means to you.
It makes you remember.
The times in your life that weren�t shitty.
The times that you sprang from bed.
Knowing that she would be there.
Waiting to talk to you.
Waiting to hear what the night brought you.
And now she is gone.
But still I love her.
And still I hope that she is not just passing by.
Because I need to hold her tightly.