vinylgirl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- torn photographs I can't believe it is really happening. You have disappeared from sight and mind. I can't even remember what your voice sounds like. For all I remember you are a ghost. But at least ghosts come to visit. You don't call or write or email or send telegrams. Is this a relationship? Are you the boy I claimed to have fallen in love with? Love is not something I respect a lot now. Just do me this favor, when I tell you we need time apart please don't question it - just let it be. You don't love me anymore, and if you did, you would want to see me everyday. Forget I ever gave my heart to you. Allison xo 12:10 a.m. - 04/15/2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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