One year ago today, I went to the same hospital visited the same doctor and cried in front of him. Went for piano and home and called Emily, and then sat down under the table and started crying uncontrollably.
One year later, I find myself going through the same routine and emily's still there and always answering on the 5th ring when I need her.
One year ago, I had someone who I thought was a good friend to console me.
One year later, that good friend was gone for no apparent reason. And now I have Jo. And Jo, I told you everything. Which means I really trust you. So don't let me down.
One year ago, my parents weren't there for me.
One year later, they still aren't.
One year ago, I couldn't stop crying forthree days.
One year later, it's the same fucking thing all over again.
Jo, thanks for being here 24/7
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
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