Sunday, November 4, 2012
A Day Earlier.
I've been thinking about you a lot lately. There's this pain and I feel it all the time. I think about how if I had only called you a day earlier, maybe things would be different. Maybe you would have realized how much you were loved and maybe you wouldn't have felt so alone. I wish you could be here, but you aren't and everyday it haunts me. All I want is to make it right. I feel so responsible. But there's nothing I can do.
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