why do you have to get married to her? Just a week before my birthday? We were together longer. I know it was crazy, but everytime I look at your smiling face, on myspace, holding her, i makes me think of all the good times we had, the laughs, the excitement, I dont asscioate you with the anger, the yelling, the beating, the crying, anymore. I remember the flower, looking at the stars, you playing drums, this diamond ring that i still wear, yes, everyday i still wear it, it's the only ring i wear, you gave it to me, and it's still the most beautiful jewelry I own. I think of you everyday. Do I torture myself? Do you miss me? Why can't I hate you? I want to send you this.