Tuesday, August 21, 2007

I thought it would take you 10 years to become what you have in 3.Not that 15 minutes of phone conversation can tell,but sometimes,it can.
Sometimes you are glad to let the changes in people come and go as they do.sometimes,change isn't so bad.Sometimes I used to think,I really don't need this in my life right now,but you need everything thrown at you to be what you are now.I'm not saying I'm perfect right at this momemt,cuz I thought I used to be...I'm just...better in a way only people can see.And I think people are a better judge of character than yourself sometimes.
But no,I like you.I always have,in a cocky, i-don't-know-what-to-do-with-him kinda way.You brought me down,ridiculed my shallowness,made me feel unworthy to be alive,but I took it.All of it.And now you talk to me,and its different.I like you better,or you like me better,whichever one works.