that day you really hurt me....i can't forget do i even want to write this ...i guess no i don't.. it's not worth mentioning i know you'll see this i know i didn't need to point it out but somethings are better out than in and unfortunately stamped into our memory as a postcard that reminds us of the vacation we were never apart of why...couldn't i have picked you up that day i guess i trusted you, but i've learned never trust a carefree soul because they won't care when you care the most they won't bother to make amends on a bridge they wouldn't mind cutting the suspensions on, because the way down would be fun. that bridge was the reason for my waking and motives every morning anyways this doesn't need to continue it was my birthday that day and you were the present that i never had a chance to open you were my wish when i blew out my candles you weren't there hope you had a swell time with your 'friend' you got acquainted with alcohol ******* ***** alcohol is killing you that day it killed apart of me lol i sound like a Boring Insecure Taunting Conversation Hound but really... i should have picked you up that day