and it's on the same lines from last year.
and i can't believe it's happened.
and i feel selfish for thinking about it, i'm not the most important person.
but it still hurts.
and i just kind of wish some allusion would be made as to the miss made.
but i don't think it'll ever come.
and i have the power to hurt with my words, and terribly i kind of want to.
but can't bring myself to.
or maybe i already have.
and i don't smile about it.
