I finally asked her, face to face, where her and I stood. She asked what I meant. I said, "Well...after this past year, after I've been trying to prove how sorry I truly am, where do you and me stand?" She thought for a second, looked at me, smiled, and said, "We're friends." I haven't stopped smiling since. But I can still feel the depression there. It's gone, for the mean time, and I hope that having her back will make it so depression doesn't seem that bad. Thank you all for reading these. Th…
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Posted on November 30, 2009 at 3:06am — 2 Comments