my closest local friend is moving away. i am really sad. she got to know a couple of my selves--even though she didn't know it at the time. now she is leaving. she says she will be back to visit. that's what they all say. once gone-gone for good. now i am going to be lonely again. i can't cry i never cry i never cry--i am a rock, i am an island. should have stayed that way. should never let anyone in. then they leave. i will be a rock again. i will be an island again. no more letting people in to just leave and take and take. she cries. i don't cry. never. i am rock.