I guess it's gonna have to hurt.

I wish I had what I needed to be on my own. Sometimes I wish I still lived in Minnesota. All by myself and maybe a cat. I don't mind being alone. On weekends I'd pretend I would have something to do, and look nice for the day. I wouldn't be surprised if nobody talked to me.

Do you ever regret parts of your past? I think I do sometimes. Like the simple cliche of everyone saying, "be yourself". I really wasn't when I was in high school. I wish I knew the things I know now back then. Put a letter from the future in a magical mailbox that gives it to me in the past. I guess I have a hard time dealing with second chances, when I hate that I failed in the first one. Makes me wonder if I'll ever screw the present up too.

It seems as if I never get enough from friends, but I know I do. I get attached to people too easily and when I suddenly can't talk to someone I become inside myself. Wonder why you left me, when I know you didn't. I'm not a regular person. All people are different. Mostly me.

I can write my feelings down, but I keep them inside of me when I'm talking to someone. I built a wall that people can't get over or break down. Even some of my closest friends don't understand me. I hate trying to explain. In the end, I'm left hollow, and listening through silence friends have forced me to play in my mind.

I'm queen of attention to detail. There is always something I know about you that nobody else does. Whether you tell me or not.

"Let me know that you hear me. Let me know your touch. Let me know that you love me. Let that be enough."