2.12.10 (in regards to november 22nd)

we drove two hours out into the cold we didn't talk much as you silently drove my feet on the dash i penned out some thoughts you asked what i was doing and i said writing before i forgot later on in the theater you pulled me close you kissed my cheek rested on my shoulder but once we left you grew cold again you walked ahead talked back with disdain we left prescott, drove back down the mountains at dark we sat silently just the light of the stars then at the bus stop you were dropping me off you said you needed space again you needed to learn to be alone but one month passed and you made no progress instead you found another boy to get him out of your head is it working? are you happy? i doubt it.