BLAG Ramblings of a crazy old fool

02:04AM

I know you don't feel like I do. You made that rather clear. But I want to know why. I need to know. It's driving me insane.

I can't sleep, knowing the way I feel. I'm confused. Still hurt, beaten. Why!

I need to know why. I know we'll never have what we had again (if there was anything), but at least tell me. The faked smiles, getting together for a couple hours on birthdays, smiling fake smiles to fake freinds, each a measure of deception only a sleuth could love, why! Why!

I don't know why. I've thought about it every single day since, and i've come no closer. none. Was it something I said? Didn't say? perhaps something I thought, or something that i forgot?

I DONT KNOW!

Please do me that one favor. Tell me why. That's all I ask.