Who the hell did I think I was

Sometimes I guess I forgets who I am. I'm no one useful, I'm just another screen name. All along I just wanted to be someone close, but it certainly seems like I fails at that all the time.

Some people are just so lucky, they had it comes naturally for them. They gets to see the person, be with the person, talk to the person almost everyday. They get to be their close friends with little effort.

Me I'm a miserable kid at the wrong end of the spectrum. The more I try, the more I screw things up. And all I could do is to dream about being that close friend I seems to fail to be.

I miss her everyday. I wonder how its like to be one of her close friends who gets to be with her and talk to her so very often. Its nothing short of amazing, I'd imagine. They are all very lucky. So very lucky.

The kind of luck I never had...