I told myself i was done.. But im not. I guess this is what its like fighting for someone.
Its weird how one person can effect everything you do and the choices you make.
When i think of him, i feel like crying. I miss him. Of course i dont want to miss him. I wish i could move on like he did.
Do you ever do something for someone but dont tell them because you're scared of what they will say or think..? Well... I wrote a song for casey.
He missed my 18th birthday.... And my 17th...
Sometimes i think that if i just showed up at his door, things would be different.
Honestly, he messed up his life. He screwed himself over. I feel like once i find a guy who i am finally happy with.. Hes gonna come back.
I am lost. I just need to hear his voice.. Talk to him. That is all i want..
