http://www.sitdiary.net/yea/?cmd=view_entry&eid=90 I lived, somehow, through that fall. I miss that guy sometimes. He was happier. He smiled more. But nevermore. I've moved on to another girl, that I do deeply care for. But the past keeps knocking. FUCK! What's a boy to do? I can't leave Kayla. I really can't. I'd die. But what can I do? There's a barrier there. And I'm too afraid to knock it down.