Just a Day, Just an Ordinary Day

Tuesday, March 16, 2004

Sometimes the hardest thing to do is simply be there for the people who need you.

Maybe its because you're still mad they weren't there for you,
maybe you just don't know how to be there,
how to help,
how to make things better . . . . . . . sometimes things can't be made better.

In any case, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for not being there, I'm sorry for being mad, I'm sorry I just don't know how to make it better, I don't know if I can.


but if I could, I would . . .

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