December 2, 2003.... well, it's after midnight so I guess it's December 3rd huh?
It's been awhile... a very long while...
since I faced my feelings...
since I wrote in my journal.
He's home.
He's been home over a year now.
Why did he come home?
We don't have a relationship
....married
with kids
that's it.
He doesn't like me.
I don't like him I guess. I thought I did.
Second thought... I really don't.
He's not who I thought he was.
If he was he wouldn't have done this to 'us'.
Maybe there is no 'us'
*sitting back...thinking*
Maybe my whole life has been a complete lie.
I mean, I thought we were friends.
Do I know what a friend is?
How odd... Lisa was a friend.
noooooo. Lisa was not a friend. Lisa was an acquaintance.
friends don't do what she did
she really wasn't a friend
she was a slut
Okay... back to Kevin. Back to 'us'. Awwww... that's right. There is no us.
~me
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