Stab me through the heart
Flash your razor, white teeth
Share the hurt inside
Hide it from the world
Pretend not what you are
Let it breathe through all your pores

Hide who you are
Shield it from the world
Pretend be someone else
Don't let anyone in
You've done nothing wrong
Be yourself. Not someone else.

I am.

I contacted her. By e-mail. She replied. We've exchanged a few messages. I don't want to force anything. I've told her I miss her. I know I'd still like to make a go of things. Although part of me is very cautious because I know it'll just happen all over again. Are the good parts worth it?

Also it has to come from her. It's no good her saying she wants to see me just because I want to see her.

The way things happened in the end.

I don't know. I going to try not to dwell on it. I'm not sat her refreshing my email or sitting by the phone. If she comes she comes and I can take it from there.

I'm not sure she will. I would like it. I really would but with a hint of caution...

In other news I went to see the counsellor today for CBT.