i can live without you, but without you i'll be miserable at best

I was in bed and got out to write because I cannot sleep.

I do not know why you stopped talking to me, but if you value our friendship at all (which I thought you did, maybe not) you should at least tell me what I have done wrong. Or maybe you just do not "need" me in your life. But when it gets to the point where I am at your place and you do not say a word to me the entire time I am there, I either A) did something wrong (I have no idea what I could have done, so enlighten me) or B) You just don't give a shit about me. Either way, I trusted you a lot, and it sucks that you don't even make an attempt to talk to me.

I just want you to be home, not that I know if that will make a big difference or not, but it will be nice to know you are closer.

I just want it to be perfect again.



it seems like you're really here.