eff that ess, and if you were here, you'd agree with me
not a day goes by that i don't think of you or something you said, or rely on you for something. some lesson, good or bad. and if i didn't think of you before, it was just because i couldn't for a while. the same way i can't always read e-mail or look at websites or listen to music because the emotion is just too much. i always hate to say "it's better this way" but...it really is. and maybe from where you are you understand that even better than me.