Monday, May 19, 2008
Here I am, back in my hometown again. I used to love coming here, especially when I knew that it meant seeing you. Now it's almost worse being here than at home. When I'm here I know that you're only 10 minutes away but that I can't see you. When I'm here everything reminds me of you, even more than usual. I sit in this basement where we watched movies and myspace videos of cute animals. After I wake up my first reaction is to call you to see what you want to to do today. Whenever something happens you're the first person that I want to tell, but I can't. The first time I came down after you stopped talking to me my grandparents asked me about you, I almost died.