...A few hours since I last wrote, journal...
right now the lover is walking out to the street
(he has to have seen the pigtail girl)
It looks like
He passes her, now realizes the error of his ways
so the lover enters into intense petition with the heavens
longing to once again be held by his beloved
I am like that beloved, wait by the phone
trapped and despairing everyone wants the best for you always I always feel///