Sir Billy Always Tells The Truth

I promised myself I would leave the previous entry up here without looking at it for a week. I've done that, and now I've come back and read it, and I still think every word is true.

Actually, apart from the poems I've written, it's probably the most truth I've written in a blog.

Now that some time has passed, the screen name I thought he was using has become dormant, and I think either I was kidding myself (although I can't imagine anyone else writes like he does... I just can't...) or he realised I knew it was him and he decided to stop posting.

That same night I sifted through Facebook, Myspace, trying to find out where he was and what he was doing. For whatever reason I couldn't find anything and I think I realised fairly quickly that what I was doing was absolute madness. A total breach of his privacy.

I guess I wanted to know if he was still with her and if he was happy.

Not that I think I could ever win him back. I'm too far gone for that.

I can't wait for Christmas and New Year to be over. New Year was something that he and I shared a few times. The best times. FUCKING HELL I MISS HIM.

This too shall pass. I'm just tired and I'm lonely. There's nothing I can do to change the past.