i_am_ghost

Well I'm sad too. I'm sad for you (1) because I want to say something so comforting that tomorrow will be bareable, albeit hard. I want to cuddle you up and let you go when the tears stop. Lollies, pizza, caffinated beverages and movies wont do this time. I'm sad because you (2) always come to me when it suits you, or when you need something because you know that I love you, and will do anything for you. But when I'm sad, you're not there. Not even ever. I'm sad because you (3) give to everyone else what I thought you would want to give to only me. That you showed restraint, and poise, and self respect, and for what? Now you're just like the rest of them. And I'm disappointed. I'm disappointed in you. I'm sad because you (4) stood me up, without a word, until 11pm, 3 hours after the fact. I waited for you outside until the scary people walking around scared me too much. Then I drove around hoping my phone would ring to come and get you. There was no ring. There was only me, dressed up with nowhere to go. And in spite of the fact that when you said to message you tomorrow and that you "wanted to see me", I still got no response. Not all day. I'm partially sad that you (me) didn't sing all that well tonight. That the song you played in class was in D minor and you were playing in D. That you sung in D minor all the same, but sounded weak and without passion or desperation. That tonight you sung outside of your comfort zone and missed the notes in front of her (1) and got embarresed. I'm sad that you (5) made our songs sound like shit. And I'm glad you're going back to New Zealand. You're a nice guy but.. I don't want you in my band.

Minor problems compared to everyone else.

But I'm alive.

You(1)r mum is cool.