you say some things, but you leave most of it unsaid.

how can you be so paranoid, when surely it should be the other way around?

you ignore my questions, yet expect yours to be answered.

you can be so up yourself, yet not realising it at the time. or ever.

you don't realise that i'm upset with you, nor do you realise that a full stop is not a good sign.

you're blunt, but rarely to the point.

and yet, somehow, i'm okay with it.

i guess i know that if i complain, it'll only put us both in a bad mood.

yet sometimes, just sometimes, if you'd care enough to listen,

you'd see that some things need to be said, just so i can have some peace of mind.

so maybe next time, when i don't seem myself, you'd like to ask me why?

or maybe, just maybe, you'll realise the problem yourself.

george...

you really didn't have to show this to people,

considering how shiteee it is, i really would have preferred for you not to.

^and yes, i named you.

ha.

;)

and just for good measure...

'http://fuckitletsgobowling.blogspot.com/'
:')

wow.

ahhh, i like him.
i didn't realise how much,
but yeahhh, i really kind of do.
haha, i just hope it's worth the risk.

'he wasn't a racist, he liked the blacks if they lived in their own country'

hahah, urmmm wow.
;)

i haven't forgotten...

i haven't, nor will i ever.
there will always be a little piece of you,
somewhere near me,
i promise.
time went to quickly,
before i realised quite how attached i was,
you were gone.

i promise,
i'll never forget you.
<3