11:49 pm - Tuesday, Sept. 02, 2003
Song:
I fucked up and Ihe said it was over, and i keep telling myself that it's not. He said it, but he was angry. So it couldn't be right.
I'm in danger of becoming the Adam to his Megan. Of stalking him. Of calling him. Of letting him know I love him every moment. I see now why to write I miss you on someone's wall. Why to send them emails a mile long. Why to admit defeat at some point.
I see now why you stay true to your word. Why you don't fuck up. Why I deserve to be alone.
This time he hung up, and even though he'll talk to me now, I doubt it'll be okay.
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