It's been a while since I've dreamed about him. I haven't at all, actually. Whether it's good or bad, I don't know... but it seems to take worry off my mind.
Joe seems so happy now, too. I guess things are working out for the better. It's weird how it all turned out. I never knew I could do such stupid things...
Now the only reminders I really have are my memories, the USC shirt he said was his favorite, and that photo of the last day of 8th grade. I'll treasure it forever... not only because of him, but for everything that picture represents.
But for now, I am happy with Joe and life here... mostly-ish... but still. It's not bad after a while.
haloisbymyhorns · Tue Jan 16, 2007 @ 11:27am · 0 Comments |