♥ Monday, October 22, 2007
you ought to know
it's the same old question i ask myself;
what are we ?
i could give you all the decisions to make, but not this.
you cannot decide how you want things to be
you get cold when you want to and im like nobody;
then you give me warmth when your mood changes.
what in the world am i ?
sometimes, jealousy could just be a good thing.
yes, at least you know that the person cares;
i rather see you all upset then to pretend it's nothing.
like you dont even care ?
i dont want to be the one giving entirely.
it makes me tired, and if i were to throw you the same old question
i would know what you would have said
maybe im just running away
whatever.
i miss that you.are things the same ?Labels: love
loved; 1:25 AM