Heh.

This sucks. It just sucks. I mean, I stopped all my stupid flirtatious behavior for you but we're not even friends anymore. This just sucks. I miss you. I really miss the time we are together. You sound polite every time we're on the phone and I hate that. And speaking of which, we rarely speak now.

Troubles.

When I say I could, I could, but when I said I want to, I'm not sure. When I say I wouldn't give up, I would not, but when I said I would, I'm not sure.

I need you in my arms tonight.

Shit.

I wonder why sometimes I walk a thousand miles away just to turn back and run back to were I left. Why is it like that.

I would tremble if you touched my lips.

Why? Why is it all revived. I just realize how much I fuckin' miss you. What is my life without you? What is it? I don't know. I'm glad you won't read this because I just don't want to lose you like I did before. I need you. It's a dreaded revival. I never knew how much I needed you again.

I realized how much I need to be around you. How much I need to hear you speak, see your smile. How much I needed to know you're still around. I just want to hold you. Quote from a song, "Would you dance if I asked you to dance? Would you run and never look back?"

I'm just morbidly sorry I couldn't salvage the heartache that you were left with. I am willing to once again, do anything for you. To save you with all the power I could muster. I could only wish.

I'm sorry.