here we go again...
as much as id love to say that i absolutely love being single...
i really dont.
but i dont want just something to fill my time with...
i want what we had.
i want someone i can call whenever im feeling sad and lonely, or joyous and ecstatic, and they'll care just the same. someone to be myself with, do crazy things no matter what time it is. someone to lay in the middle of a street with and just stare at the stars...and wish on every falling one that that moment would last forever. i want someone who i know with every word spoken, i am given the complete truth. someone i can just cuddle with, and know that nothing more is expected of me. i want someone to accept that ive made mistakes that i cant take back...but ones that have made me who i am regardless.
i just want someone real...and there seem to be so few of those these days. and just when you think you've found a good one and are as happy as you can be...something always has to make it end.
i am so tired of hearing that im a great girl. and that any guy would be lucky to have me; im so sweet, and kind, and caring...apparently i wasnt great enough for him
i guess its true...good things dont last forever
i really dont.
but i dont want just something to fill my time with...
i want what we had.
i want someone i can call whenever im feeling sad and lonely, or joyous and ecstatic, and they'll care just the same. someone to be myself with, do crazy things no matter what time it is. someone to lay in the middle of a street with and just stare at the stars...and wish on every falling one that that moment would last forever. i want someone who i know with every word spoken, i am given the complete truth. someone i can just cuddle with, and know that nothing more is expected of me. i want someone to accept that ive made mistakes that i cant take back...but ones that have made me who i am regardless.
i just want someone real...and there seem to be so few of those these days. and just when you think you've found a good one and are as happy as you can be...something always has to make it end.
i am so tired of hearing that im a great girl. and that any guy would be lucky to have me; im so sweet, and kind, and caring...apparently i wasnt great enough for him
i guess its true...good things dont last forever