she's just sitting there on the computer reading through
a few things here and there. she decides to check up on
some electronic journals that she hasn't read in like forever
coming across something that caught her attention.
you know how they say "the writing's on the wall"?
well, she believed it yet she just didn't WANT to believe it.
all this time. all the silence. all the sadness.
is it something she did? is it somthing she said?
why must she feel this way? she cares for him deeply.
always wants the best for him, but somehow, his problem
was there way before she came along. and yet, she still sees
the good and hopes that one day, he won't look at her
name and pass it by.
"i never know what to say to him," she says. "he's always so
closed in. i want to be there, i truly do, but how can i? it's like
he doesn't want to be helped...by me at least."
funny, i myself have experienced this. all i've ever wanted
for ANY of my true friends is their happiness. so why aren't
they talking to me when i try to talk to them?
maybe we can't help them. all we can do is let them
know we here...but for what? so they can think the most
negative about that? so, i'll just say this,
"i'll always love you. the end."
"True friendship is a plant of slow growth, and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity before it is entitled to the appellation."- George Washington (1732 - 1799)
believe that.
