ehh

[cliche_as_hell]

so i say im sorry
and she says she is too
I ask if she hates me
and i just dont know the truth
but your still taken
and im still here
alone waiting for the summer
which is o so near
this poem is for you
although it may not be good
atleast im trying
and if this turns out that you hate me
ill turn around and walk away
because what you say goes
and i'll go which way you say,

The broken is not yet fixed,
Aaron