"i wont change a word just because youre gone."

with all the thousands ways to communicate
you'd think i'd be able to keep in touch.

i had the day off.
i dreamt that you died.
nobody let me come to your funeral.
i cried rivers.
and then you came back to haunt me.
i thought i could prove you were a ghost.
but everyone just laughed and laughed and laughed.

is this revelant?
probably not.
but my phone hasn't rung in days.
so i'll just sleep and dream up a social life.


i should probably stop listening to jets to brazil now.

p.s.
i watched the bridge to taribethia (sp*)
and cried.

i have nothing more to say for myself.