I miss you. It's not hard to look at me. I really do, It doesn't take much to believe.
Like ABC, Or 123, Do re mi Just you and me. That's all I see.
I'm trying to stop, I'll get off this track. Like water, I'll drop, And I won't look back.
I run, but there's nowhere to hide. I cry, but there's no one there. It rains, but I have no where to reside. We die, but life has never been fair.
So thus ends the story, The one of me and you, I've begun centering, Around the boy that this is true.
You've got to understand something, All right, my fine reader, all right? He's just himself, he's just a thing. I'll get over him, but not overnight.
I'll get over you, If it's the last thing I do. I'll stop having outbursts, so blue. I'll start over, I'll start anew..
Ukeire · Sat Jan 12, 2008 @ 05:57am · 0 Comments |