No I didn't forget.

That's all your stuff on my wall.

I put it up yesterday. Saturday.

I didn't cry

I didn't show any emotion

But inside I felt this sore hole starting to form again.

I can't cover it up

Because everytime I pass by your Dad's restaurant

I ask myself if I did anything wrong.

I know I did, by giving up.

But we were both running away, weren't we?

So I ran first.

Because fear and pride was hot on my heels.

That song is Kelly Clarkson's Already Gone.

I put it on my MP3 just 2 days ago.

'Coincidental'?

I didn't pay attention to it but after reading your post,

I did.

No I didn't forget.

I wanted to ask where you were today.

But I kept quiet.

Pride was my best friend today.

Thank you for letting me go.

But now,

(Through tears and alot of pain

And sadness because I was just so, so misunderstood

But you would never try to see it through my eyes..

Still I love you too, enough, to push my barrier down and ask)

Could you let me back in?

By the way.

You spelt 'buried' wrong.