Things have changed.

The spring has abandoned us for the mild summer, which has in turn departed, leaving a cold wet fall in its place, soon to be replaced by a colder dry winter.
As they say, the more things change, the more things stay the same.

But there's still too much changing.

I just went through my old journal entries and saw that "High School" in the movie soundtrack of my life is "I'm With You." It's getting more and more correct, and it's getting more than a little disturbing.

Hatred.
It's constantly boiling over.
Friends.
Who are they anyway? Especially if they keep walking away.

It's been nearly a year and I love him to death but sometimes I still think it would be better if I went away. But he certainly won't let me. I think that might be a reason why I love him. At least someone wants me to stay.
But like I said. Things are always changing.