"there is a poem carved into stone at a moutain temple. it is so easy to read because three letters are scrateched out... it read - you do not read loss... you feel it..." I feel that loss now. and i promise from this point on as this statement and anyone who reads this as my witness: The one that i loved will just be a past from now on. The love i had for him was lost. And the peices that are left of me and him will only be held in terms as a friend. That is all that is written. The emotions i will now hide forever in the hopes of one day we might be together again will be locked here. Here untill the day that we may be together again. Untill then let this be the one thing that keeps me going, and holds me behind.