i have a slight idea what claire was talking to you about last night.
i know why she called me.
and i made myself vunerable infront of her.
and finally cried after so long.

what i want and what i need.
does it matter to you?
i didn't think so.

it wrong.
but i still think of you.
and it made me confused.
it just makes me want to be alone.
and maybe then it would be better for me.
then i'll know what i need.
and i want.
yeah.
its better this way.

i don't know whats going to happen in the future.
but hey.
i'm still counting.
and when you turn 18.
i hope i can give you a special present.
i can only hope.

i'm never going to throw my faith away.
and i'm going to keep my hope.
and i'm going to keep my faith around my neck still.
no matter what happens.