She was the angel when I need to be rescued.

I am hurt.

Like fucking pist.

I want her back, but I can't

She was the angel when I need to be rescued.

She always knew what to say or do to make me feel a whole alot better.

She never let me down.

She always was up front with me.

I could always tell her what was on my mind.

She became my best friend.

She made me laugh when noone could.

She loved me so much.

I usually can "get over" someone pretty quickly.

Longest was about two weeks.

But it now have been months.

She has mostly likely forgotten about me.

But I hope I am wrong.

I hope all the things I feel didn't hurt so much.

I have been crying almost everyday.

I don't know if I can take this any longer.

I have never been this emotional in my life.

I've never even cried at people funerals.

I just bow my head and thats it.

Nothing less..Nothing more.

But this, this shit hurts.

I don't know how to even fix this.

I mean, I usually can pick myself off the ground and walk away.

Uh, I can't now.

What the hell happen to me.

I called my grandmother not too long ago.

We talked. In the summer of 2010 I will no longer be a resident of Indiana.

But of California.

I know for a fact that noone is going to read this, so I can say it on here.

I know for a fact that I moving away cause I want to get away from the tears.

I also know that they aren't going to permanently disapper.

But I can start over.

I can fix me.

In the one place I feel free.

Home.

California.

(I wrote this in November in 2009, I thought I should post it)