sometimes i really have to struggle to breath. and sometimes i have to really struggle to think. and sometimes i help so much
that i forget what is too much. and then i allow myself to be only that- the help,
your hurt, some kind of feeling. that we still do not know.
its easy to remember the good times. when youve got a monkey on your back. and i keep telling you that i love you.
i used to wonder, when will it be my time. but i feel like a certain time has come. and now i can sing easily without my heart all dripping out.
thats something i miss. but really
dont even dance all that much. i put most of my loving in you.
when she said that i was taken by you, i knew right away. she was seeing me again. she always does. a best friend like that knows the warning signs.
so many shes, and i take this to heart.
ill forever love each one.