05-09-2004, 01:52 PM
Today she left for good, although she said she might call me sometime. She was starting to fall for me in our friendship; I could feel it. It wasn't part of her plans to stay alone, so she fought it. She was just like me in personality, except she couldn't face her problems. She was like the old me. She was my ghost. It makes me wonder if she was there at all, because she didn't have any friends; I'm the only one who knew she existed. Also, because she was too perfect, too close to what I was looking for...myself.
"I looked up and saw you;
I know that you saw me.
We froze but for a moment
In empathy."-Rise Against