Over This War Is Not

The war is not even close to being over yet. I still kind of agree with yesterday's entry but I believe that the fat lady is far from singing. Today was interesting. I want Amber not to be annoyed with me anymore. I want Amber to be happy, also, even if that means being annoyed with me. She is a good friend. I worry about her. I do not want her to cry inside. I want her to tell me why I make her cry inside. I don't want to make her cry. Something else has started to happen. Actually a few things. I am so unsure on which path to go down... Until then I will have to continue looking off into the sunset wishing for better days.

Preston out