寧鳴而死,不默而生。

Monday, January 24, 2005

Joanne

Time after time, I have been thinking the very last time I saw you and what you have said. This is what keeps me going in one way, and it always will. Three years go by, I made a hell of a run. If you could see that, this is probably not what you expected. Me neither.

If I were with you, might be things would not turn out the way it was. I shouldn't have left. I shouldn't have let our intimate friendship fall apart. They could not tried this shit if I were there.

Why were you fading in such a mist?

And you were so close to see your dreams. I couldn't stop picturing how you would be if we were able to turn the table.
I know how it'd be. Believe me, I know.


I would never forget the day my phone rung.

I miss you.