What Would You Do If I Follow You?
She turned away, what was she looking at?
She was a sour girl the day that she met me
Hey, what are you looking at?
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
Today feels like Spring. And I am in love with Spring. The Spring of last year may very well have been the best time of my life. It was so promising. I was so liberated. I could have had whatever I wanted. Why did I settle? When I settled, it all ended.
I had a good opportunity last year. So good I didn't even know it. And it's not what you're thinking either, unless you are Aimee, and then your guess doesn't count because you already know.
This opportunity didn't even seem like an opportunity then, because I was so fixated on something to unrealistic that I couldn't bother to see anything else. I was so stupid, but that is part of what made last Spring so great. I was stupid enough that I got myself into such ridiculous situations that ended up being really fun while they lasted. I was naive. I want to be naive again. It's a lot better than being so jaded.
If I could do it all over again, I would. I really would. I always said that I wouldn't change a thing, but that is bullshit. I would change a lot.
Things were so much better than, but maybe things just suck now because it's cold. When things get warmer, they get more exciting. People get twitterpated. I want so desperately to be twitterpated.
I believe that relationships are based soley on moments. Someone whom you can have a great moment with is someone who is worth having around. You can know someone forever and never ever have a great moment with them. You can meet someone for the first time and have the most fantastic moment.
I live for these moments, and I think that the reason why I haven't felt like I've even been living lately is because I haven't felt that for such a long time.
Last spring was full of those kinds of moments. I haven't felt alive since then. I want it back. I want to be twitterpated.
Hey, what are you looking at?
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
The day that she left me
She was a sour girl the day that she met me
Hey, what are you looking at?
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
Today feels like Spring. And I am in love with Spring. The Spring of last year may very well have been the best time of my life. It was so promising. I was so liberated. I could have had whatever I wanted. Why did I settle? When I settled, it all ended.
I had a good opportunity last year. So good I didn't even know it. And it's not what you're thinking either, unless you are Aimee, and then your guess doesn't count because you already know.
This opportunity didn't even seem like an opportunity then, because I was so fixated on something to unrealistic that I couldn't bother to see anything else. I was so stupid, but that is part of what made last Spring so great. I was stupid enough that I got myself into such ridiculous situations that ended up being really fun while they lasted. I was naive. I want to be naive again. It's a lot better than being so jaded.
If I could do it all over again, I would. I really would. I always said that I wouldn't change a thing, but that is bullshit. I would change a lot.
Things were so much better than, but maybe things just suck now because it's cold. When things get warmer, they get more exciting. People get twitterpated. I want so desperately to be twitterpated.
I believe that relationships are based soley on moments. Someone whom you can have a great moment with is someone who is worth having around. You can know someone forever and never ever have a great moment with them. You can meet someone for the first time and have the most fantastic moment.
I live for these moments, and I think that the reason why I haven't felt like I've even been living lately is because I haven't felt that for such a long time.
Last spring was full of those kinds of moments. I haven't felt alive since then. I want it back. I want to be twitterpated.
Hey, what are you looking at?
She was a happy girl the day that she left me
The day that she left me