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July 12, 2005 :: 7:02 pm

Its been another rough day... I went out last night, Rachel drug me out (which was a good thing, my plan was to lay on my couch and cry) it was fun, but I jsut wanted to see him.. I almost go off the freeway at 14 to go pound on his door and tell him I love him. But I have to respect his space... as much as I don't want to, this is what he wants...
Its funny, I always said I would fight for him and I'm letting him walk away without even letting him see me cry.
I ache for him.
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