memories.

now you tell me what hurts more.
love packing up and walking out the door,
or knowing you had a chance
to keep it in your arms,
then realizing that it's long gone.

you said i never did all the little things.
but all i ever heard was mumbling.
i let you get away.
slip into yesterday.
now all i have are...

memories.

in philadelphia the last 2 days having fun.

there have been a lot of things on mind.

and i'm sure it will stay that way for a while.

i have school tomorrow. sigh. life.

-Dan.