goodbye?
well sometimes i think i have it all figured out and then sometimes i get a funny feeling when i realize that i don't.
i keep meeting new people, or re-meeting old ones, and gradually working my way into their lives, and very slowly starting to think that i matter, and then seeing very plainly, suddenly, without a doubt, that i am just an acquaintance, that i don't really know this person, that they don't really know me, that our lives are not intertwined at all and that they may never be.
sometimes i think that it's okay, i'll live and go on. we never really hit it off anyway. sometimes i think it's for the best.
but i still have that funny feeling inside, and a lump in my throat.