i love how certain mix cds from summers ago remind me of sitting on front porches with(usedtobe)best friends. i wonder about her a lot. saw her a few weekends ago. waved as she called my name. agreed with everyone else their feelings of hate & disregard towards her. they call you a whore, a complusive liar who just wants attention. & i can't deny that it's true, but maybe there are reasons i was never aware of. maybe i never opened my green eyes quite wide enough. did i miss something? forgive & forget. but i hold grudges, whether it be willingly or not. what happened to us? i have the sudden urge to apologize, to tell you that, after two years i miss you. but maybe this is a one night thing.