Thankyou - for being you mainly. For being who you are. I'm sorry I couldn't be any help, I don't like seeing you like this, upset, I mean - or whatever, it hurts because I love you like I do. I normally shy away from saying things like that - given past & recent circumstances, but I really mean it. You are one of the few people I love regardless of anything, a group of people that seems to be ever shrinking.

I want to say things but they never turn out the way I want. I have so much to say to you, so much I want to say & tell but I can't. I just wish I could tell the people that mean this much to me that they do.

The birds are singing outside, and its only twenty past one.

Feeling:
Listening to:
Pretending:

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