The soft spot will remain, I decided. And I know it's got nothing to do with the present. It's just something missing from the past. Or maybe something I'm missing.
Do you look back and miss the laughter, the late nights and the tears? Do you wonder at the strange little twists?
So many questions, so little courage. So many doubts, so little change.
We're just greedy, arent we?
And I hope you're happy. Because I will try to and because I cant really bear to see you not.