Entry to a diary that doesn't exist Dedication to 06/06/03.

How i waited and saw days go by,
sitting around waiting for your phone call.
Your birthdays passed, and so did mine,
We were both, 2 years older.
If u ever knew what 1224 meant,
I guess you would feel, what i felt,
See what i saw, know what i knew,
Lose what i lost.
Tell me darling, tell me dear,
Tell me of things that i do not know.
Why you called me that evening and not anymore.
You do know that i do not know,
what crimes or sins i have done.
You do know that i know nothing or last words you were to say.
Tell me dear, tell me true.
What did i do wrong?
For you to leave, 2 years now.

I miss you dear. I truely do.
Come back to me. I hope you do.

Love,
marcus.

Dear diary,
what was meant to be was meant to be.
I guess i should stop sulking?
Her world goes on even without me.
Each breath i draw, she draws also.
We both live lives of our own.
Tell me diary, am i a fool?