and the question is still the same, for everyone always
do you still think of me, even when i'm not around
and they ask "why does it matter?"
and i don't have an answer
but a feeling in my guts
that tells me to run for cover
when people forget
they forget for good
i am. so. frustrated. and worried. and sad.
with good things, come bad things.
i can not handle the world.
and the world can not handle me.
but we will continue trying anyways.
(my dearest friends
if ever there is a question
about my love for you
1)let me know.
2)know that i love you.
3)know that i think of you often.
4)know that the thing listed above apply to new friends and old
5)know that i like when people contact me in any way shape or from
6)know that i never think it weird
7)know that you are wonderful, in my book.
we need to be reminded sometimes.
we need to be reminded often.