when there's uncertainty and doubt,
do we ever know what we're all about?



I wish I didn't have to choose.
I wish I didn't have to make a choice.
I wish I had never got into this predicament.
I wish I wouldn't have to hurt one of my closest friends somewhere down the road.
I wish I didn't have to keep a secret.
I wish she'd stop asking questions.
I wish that she'll forget about conspirating against me. Or for me. Whatever.
I wish that singing along to the music from my stereo will make it all seem better.

I need that happy ending.
I really do.

Ashley's right. I do need some composure.
I'm not even sure that word exists in my dictionary anymore.
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