Wednesday, April 10, 2002

Mentions of one soundtrack, one memory, one person that makes me flinch with the thought of, their face flashing through my brain, someone I don't seem to have the power to acknowledge without part of me curling up in a fetal position seem to have caused a lot of commotion nowadays. And while I have a lot that I should and maybe will explain to people that seem to be affected by this, a lot to say and a lot to figure out, right now there seems to be one thing that takes precedence- This person is not Emily. I will never fight to erase the memory of a friendship, no matter what that person did to me. Not if I ever loved them.

In my opinion, you don't stop loving people you once did. Not if it was real.

On with it.