am i losing my will? oh, geez, what are we doing to ourselves? you're letting this deteriorate out of fear (of hurting me? well you're doing a sucky job) & i'm just sitting here letting you. come on... take me aside tomorrow? phone call maybe? & oh, that rebel... it's been a while. & i'm scared we're never going to be able to regain whatever it was we had. things pass, i suppose.
03.15.06