winds

If I could only put everything in order. Instead of sad, annoyed, upset, guilty, lonely, and free I would just be one... I would be your friend. Scenes in my head dance through the tension between us; I know you're thinking about them too. I did this all wrong, but there's no going back now. I lost a friend, and I know I'm to blame. How many times have I said this? And you never believed me...well look at us now.