There’s certain girls and women I’ve known in my life, one in particular, when life was good and innocent still, they mean so much to me. From where I am, my opinion, it’s never too late. One in particular. She’s so important to my life. So so important, and the reason she is still so important to me is I saw with my own eyes that she knew who I was, I mattered to her and it was important to her in some way after all that time. We didn’t speak that time, but I saw it and I hope she did in me. I know I can’t expect, I could never expect her to not live or move on just because I’m out there and maybe, if she just doesn’t know.

I also realize the way I am about things, the things I say sometimes, the b.s. I have surrounding me, I can’t expect her to not be apprehensive. I know I dont seem like the same guy, I knew within the first few years away that my character, attitude had drastically changed from back when we knew each other. I know that. That kid. I’m still the same actually. I know I am, people I meet who have nothing to do with anything, and are not contamintlated with b.s., new people know it. I’m the same guy, parts of me have not changed, there’s just life on top of it.