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emotions comeback intervention time


Friday, June 25, 2010 !@#$% 1:04 AM

Day 06 - A stranger

No, you're not a stranger to me. We know each other. But it's because we don't talk anymore. Even when I see you, we just walk right past each other. No hi, no bye. Isn't that literally strangers anyway? I don't know the new you. Only the old. I miss it. I miss that guy who would talk to me everyday and make me laugh, even through the times of misery. The guy who made me happy everytime he spoke to me. The guy who I could turn to when I needed someone. The guy who made me a promise. Where the hell did that guy go? Who's that guy now? The guy who isn't there through my worse times. The guy who doesn't even talk to me. The guy who is never that person I turn to anymore. The guy who broke his promise. Yeah. Bestfriend my ass. It really is sad when people you know become people you knew.


(To Infinity, & Beyond. )