First Entry: Jayson:)
Is it interesting how we became friends?
I'm glad it happened.
Why did you kiss me way back when?
I'm glad you did that.
Are you truly honest when you say you love me?
If you're not, I'm glad you say it anyways.
I'm glad you showed me where my life has gone. I have grown, you were not the one.
And I'm sorry to have to say this but you and I were only friends.
And to the kid that would say it will never end, I'm here to ask you, did it even begin?
My issues and I have grown bitter and weak. So as I sit here in the dark, I begin to think, where was I when you were here?
My life, My friend, My companion, you are what I should be. And for that I am truly jealous.
But time and time again I realize you were just pretending, now I'm at a loss for myself and do not know who to be.
I can not tell what all of this means, just don't take it the wrong way. Because someday you may be what I will never see and be what I will always need.
Will you always be you?
