I am feeling upset once more...thinking about stuff...recalling what we spoke on your car last wednesday night...Our Past...and the choices i have made...and how you were always right about things...and tonight...yes, i feel so dumb when things turned out to your prediction...i shouldn't have gone...i am getting so fearful about all your other predictions...i am worrying alot...now, i am hoping that we could speak again before i head back to glasgow...i have only three more weeks here...well, if you do read this, you will know i am talking about you...

i need your shoulders to cry on...i have been putting on a strong front for you...i am weak...i no longer have the strength to carry that smile any more...

i thought i saw it, a fleeting orange glint across the evening sky. but it disappeared, like everything else. all i could feel was the breeze, uncharacteristically cold and unfeeling, like everybody else. i thought i found the answer, i thought it was a new beginning. all the people who have left, all those who once meant something, one by one, filing out of my life. i think i need you to hold on to. i need you to make it all better again. but sometimes, why does it feel like you're not there?