emo..

for you:

you were not important once, you still could be. yes, you have changed me in some way, however faint, you're voice still echoes in my emptiness. to me you're not gone but maybe to you i am nothing. i could live with that. i had once, i would again. what tragedy! i still iive...

now, do not take me wrong. you still are important to me. i hold on to friendships, i do not take it lightly. i have set your wrath against me perhaps, but i do not feel i deserve this much. but its okey. i deserved your anger but only in passing. it breaks me that it leads to this enstrangement. but do as you will. i will not hold your anger against you.

but it bothers me. i treasure our friendship, our bond. i know your pains and troubles more than any, that you know. i want to help you get through that hell. it eats up your mind, i see that though you don't speak to me. i'd like to ease away the pain of remembering though of course i can't. i want to be beside you to be of help when you need, to be someone to speak to, to understand, to be strong for you. yet i can't or rather you won't let me. its okey but i feel your pain each time i read about it. i feel as if it is mine.

our kinship is though our pain and, i realized, and almost nothing else.

i hold on to that friendship though. i miss you much and your company.

you won't speak to me... i'd stop haranguing you with my presence.

until then, goodbye.