25 August 2004

You said that things will become better when the term starts.
it hasn't.
You looked foward to school to occupy my time.
it isn't

I still want spend time with you despite my workload.
it's not so.
Everything seems so important to you.
but not me.

I haven't been seeing you much,
it is true.
i guess i'll see you even less in the future.
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