you were mine
Wednesday, Oct. 16, 2002
I keep trying to see reasons for going and just to keep going seems impossible right now. I can�t sleep, eat or think clearly. I can�t remember where I put things, I can barely remember what it is I�m supposed to do next. I am a walking zombie.
Ironically I lost my watch.
Time doesn�t seem to matter anyway. Time is another day to feel pain.
I don�t want to take anything with me. I just want a bed to die in.
I�m trying not to fall down, but it�s so impossible when being pushed so violently.
You, the one that made that phone call to him months ago, call me, tell me who you are, give me a reason. 727-492-3135
PoeticaL
I Took Out All The Pictures Of Our Wedding Day
It Was A Time Of Love And Laughter
Happy Ever After
But Even Those Old Pictures Have Begun To Fade�
-Dixie Chicks
I feel like what she wrote!