I am lost in the crowd I'm standing in line I'm feeling so down And I am full of doubt She's not the one take notice Hear me out And I want her, need her And you always will pull me through I'm tired This games so dumb She never played, her race's won I'm tired Can't smile no more I've sure caved in just like before And I want her, need her And you always will pull me through And I want her, need her And you always will pull me through I can't help but to think about him most of the time. I hate to always think about him and complain and just cry over him but I feel like I have to hold on to him or at least try to, or nothing will ever be the same. I don't even know if anything can ever be like it was even if I hold on to him, but I hope it can. I wish I could talk to him and explain how I feel. But I feel like if I told him he wouldn't really say anything. He would be too busy for me and just not care. He's not like that though. He's really not. But it hurts me to think that he would. It seems like all I do is hurt when he comes into my mind. I need to go shower and get to bed. I don't know if Mike ever comes on here anymore. I don't know if he'll ever read this entry. But I miss him. And I love him with all of my heart. I always have and somehow I think I always will.