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Thursday, November 11, 2004

to you

I took this from Katy. Why not?

write 20 things to different people that you have never told them. they can be 20 different people, or a few. dont say who they are.

1. I haven't seen you in 16 months. I can't say I miss you, but you do still cross my mind from time to time. I will never understand all the things that happened during those months, but I'm done trying. There are things that still remind me of you, but it stopped hurting long ago. I know that you are okay, because I am. We both let go because it was just ridiculous to hold on. One day we will certainly meet again, and I honestly have no idea what to expect. I think you know that I loved you, as more than just a friend, but neither of us were ever in love. Maybe if things had been different-- but they weren't, and that's okay. I might never see you again in my life. Is that okay too? I'm not sure. I expect to. Thank you for the best days of my life.

2. You're perfect. When I first met you, I wondered if maybe someday I might fall for you. I wobbled for months before I inevitably fell, and in all honesty I never expected to hit the pavement quite so hard. In fact, I think I'm still down there somewhere, but don't worry your pretty face; I can get up on my own. Maybe I lied to myself and pretended that I was still standing. Well, I can admit now that I'm down. You can't help me because all you're good for is hurting people. You play games, maybe subconsciously, but you do it all the time to everyone you meet. You mislead people and then you quash them like little bugs. Kind of like that swamp creature in Harry Potter. The one with the light, who fools travelers into following him and then he eats them alive. Something like that. I would hate you for it, but I could never hate you. I know that I will never in my life meet anyone like you ever again. I used to look forward to the next time that I would see you, but even more importantly, the next chance I would have to talk to you, because they were so rare, and every time we had a conversation I had fun because you're so easy to talk to. I made it through each period with the knowledge that I might be able to catch a glimpse of you in passing. I needed you in my life, but what I've recently realized is that you don't need me. And you know that phrase, "thinking about you 24/7"? Well, amen. You were constantly on my mind, not in a distracting way that bothered me, but just never straying very far from my thoughts. And I kept seeing you everywhere, but it wasn't really you...maybe because I wanted to so badly? They say that "no one is perfect until you fall in love with them." But I'm not in love, and you're still perfect. Or I am, but one-sided love never got anyone anywhere. So...whatever. That's okay. I'm glad that I had the chance to ask you whether or not I was wasting my time. To be honest, I don't think I could ever be good enough for you.

3. Hm. You. The thought of you makes me smile. I met you this past summer, and we had some good times. I guess if the distance factor didn't exist, things would have been different, but I don't think it really bothers either of us anymore. Thank you for what you've told me, and thank you for what you brought out of me. You changed me, however briefly, in my attitude, and I'm glad to have you as a friend.

4. We met this summer, and we had some good times talking afterward. I don't think there's any regret, and I'm okay with things the way they are right now.

5. You...I can safely say that I don't feel the same, but I would do whatever you asked of me, because I know it wouldn't be unreasonable. I'm not sure if by doing what I think makes you happy might hurt you as well, so for the time being I'm doing nothing. Hope that made sense.

I realize I only did 1/4 of the suggested amount, but that's because...well, if you don't think any of these apply to you, it's because there's nothing I need to say to you that I can't say to your face. Number 3-5, actually, don't really need to be up there, but whatever.

Wings: do you think it's ever too young to fall in love?
903: yes
903: and hes too young
903: youre not

I'm never going to forget that.

every window pane is shattering
cutting off my words before i speak
this is how it feels to not believe