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Aug 16, 2004 23:22

it's not about being unable to see him. and i know i'm not that bad off because i can get in my car and just drive if i need to see him. it's the fact that he won't be here when i get home, i won't know where he is all the time, that everything will stop and start with a phone ringing.

i don't want you to leave me.

i'm afraid that you're going to get new friends. and new places. and new inside jokes that i won't know about. i hate making such a big fucking deal out of this.

(but the truth is, you have turned me into one of them. one of those girls who can say "you are my one and only." except i mean it.)


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