'cause darling, i miss you so.

'cause i miss you. real badly.

and i cant help but cry everytime i think about you. much less talk about you.

it's not my fault that it's been so long and i haven't gotten over it yet; no one made it easy. i didnt tell anyone about it; they pretty much kept the subject taboo.

i remember how you used to put your hand in mine, tell me everything that was going on in your life as we just sat there doing nothing but talking.
i remember attempting to teach you how to throw a basketball, but i guess we ended up with just fits of laughter.
i remember that lazy afternn when you told me which disney character you were. lame, i know, but it was something you told me. only.
i remember you running up to me and giving me a hug which made the day worth it. (it wasnt a bed of roses, really.)

i really do regret everything, and it's not like i can do anything now to make up for it.

or maybe i can devote the rest of my life to making a time machine to travel back in time to see you once more. and make you understand that i really do love you.

then again, maybe we should just leave things to be. or rather, i should leave it.