March 5th, 2006


Dear Blue Eyes,
Its hard for me to believe anyone could miss me.
Or even be thinking of me.
I'm so used to just being alone and having nobody care.
I probably seem like a bitch or stand offish but even after this long I'm still in disbelief of it all.
Things like this never happen to me.
I hold back things I want to say, and when I pretend everything doesn't remind me of you its a lie.
Everything screams your name to me.
I'm no good at this kind of thing.
I'm much better at trying to help people help themselves.
I care so much.
I love you too much.

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