Reunited and it hurts so much

I am a certified.
A certified asshole.
How long have you been without water?
How long have you stood waving goodbye?
Who read you the ghost story
and made you cry?
Well I did.
I wore a red hoody.
And they called me Gimme.

We hardly know each other any more
Mister Whiteboard
but I'm willing to give you a new start.
No, no, it wasn't you.
It was never you.
I faltered.
I messed up.
I am an asshole.

How long have you been waiting?
Will you always you always remember my name?
I guess I know those answers
but It's good to see you say it.
I've so much to tell you.
But I'm constantly afraid that it won't be enough.
No one knows you like I do.
And I shouldn't be afraid.
Not because of you.
It was never because of you.

So what's new:

Now I am ceritified.
And I'm am into the real reel
I can't stand my roommates' whiteboard.
You are my only Whiteboard.
Hwta's new?
All I can't tell you.
But I'm trying to.
And I wish I can.
And I hope I could.
I missed you.
I still miss you.
Reunited and it hurts so much
but I don't think we're reunited
yet.

I love you Blog.




It's nice to be remembered.