Dear whoever reads this,
Why do I even bother anymore? What's the point? No matter what I do, nothing will change for me. No matter what, people won't care.
~Billy
Dear you,
Oh, you have no idea. I want so badly to blame you for this. Because of You...That has been our song for so long. I want to blame you for making me afraid of rejection. I want to blame you for my lack of a social life.
Reading your MySpace daily, and seeing you the way you are...It worries me. It also makes me wonder what could've happened if we would've thrown caution to the wind. I worry about you all the time. We can both say that we've moved on, we've both tried so hard. Somehow, we always go back to each other...But never in the way we should.
We both know that we'd be bad friends for each other. We come from two different worlds. We could not be friends...We're too alike, yet at the same time, too different. I do miss that one great summer. It was bliss, wasn't it?
I'm going to stop here.
~Billy