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by BriAnna Nov 30, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / other
I write you when I'm lonley and I call you late at night. I wonder if you're ok and hope that you're alright. You say that nothing's wrong when I ask you why you're sad. But I don't push the topic because I don't want to make you mad. So instead I tell you my problems and you tell me what to do. But those problems don't mean anything compared to how much I miss you. The people here are cool I guess, they are the best that I could find. But even when I'm with them I can't get you off my mind. I hate not being able to see you, but somehow I make it through. No matter how far away you are I will always love you!