[ p a c k i n g ]^(up)
originally written 08.01.02

i originally wrote this august first...but, i had to make this one private on my regular diary...so, here's a loophole...i hate having to censor myself, but...it doesn't really matter anymore...okay...without any further ado...packing up...

i've packed my bags
full of memories,
tears, and smiles.
now, i finally see
things your way...
or at least i caught
a glimpse of what
you meant. i'll
always have my bag of
fond stillframes of us
when we smiled, laughed,
and found relaxation
within eachother. but now
i know why that can
be no more. are
you happy now?