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[ iT kEePs BeATinG fOr HiM... I tHiNk tHiS iS mY HeArT ] Here I go again. Im just one fucked up confused girl. I cant help it... I cant stop it.. I cant stop thinking of him. What the hell was I thinking??? Why did I force myself to believe I'd be better without him. The truth is... Im not the same without him. I dont feel complete. I feel so empty without him in my life. Without his reassuring voice on the other side of the phone. His comforting laugh... his all around kindness. I feel as if this pain will never go away. I wonder if I'll always feel empty like this. I miss him... Leonardo. xoxoxo-B ... ransomed on Jan. 19, 2003 at 10:11 p.m. [ older tales ] Fuck trash talking and supposed friends! - Mar. 02, 2006 |