Yesterday he fought with me, i knew my reasons were selfish, but i couldn't help it, it just makes me mad to know that he is slipping from my reach, it's driving me crazy not to know what is fucking making me cry every second, it's him, i just don't know how. Anyway, i guess this will be fun a few years from now.When i'm ready to deny what he really is and was. Like this, a drama, i end with this day just hopping he would at least talk to me, or see me, at least in his mind forgive me.