2002-08-13 - 11:38 p.m.
2002-08-13 - 11:38 p.m.
i used to sneak out and come to your window.
the nights smelled different then.
i would slowly walk up to your driveway, and look around for tiny rocks on the ground. there always seemed to be more in the movies. i mean, i didn't think your mom and dad would like me breaking your window.
i would throw a few and you would come to your window. i whispered "hi". you said "what are you doing here?" i told you i wanted to see you because i missed you. you told me you were on the phone, and you couldn't come outside to see me.
i forgot you didn't love me anymore.