i thought i saw a familiar car in the parking lot when i went to work this afternoon. the thought crossed my mind for far too long, i will admit, but i knew he wasn't going to be there.

what if he did meet me in the middle? what would happen? would we really change for each other?

"in our short years, we come a long way
to treat it bad - just to throw it away."

i love the way it hurts so bad i can't feel it.