I miss the way things were. I miss
those summer nights when we pulled all nighters and watched our
'program'. I miss being able to think about stuff like that without
tears coming to my eyes. I miss my best friends. I miss being able
to tell you guys anything. I wish I could take back the things I
regret. I wish things could go back to the way they were.
But they can't.
these were the lovely bones that had grown around my
absence:
the connections-
sometimes tenuous, sometimes made at great cost, but often
magnificent
- that happened after i was gone
How happy is the blameless vestal's
lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.