Life
"He stole your hair, he stole your spot, he stole your girl, he stole your life...man, sunshine, he took everyhting."
yeah? well fuck you.
"You used to care."
I care more than anyone ever will. I've tried so many ways to understand how to best show it, and how to best execute it. If i had MY way? I'd tell you you can NEVER cut yourself EVER and that suicidal thoughts are COMPLETLEY unacceptable and that you will be happy if it kills me and that you are the most beuautiful girl in all the world and i'll be the one whos always there for you. But that didnt seem to work so I didnt know what to do. Not to mention that i cherish every single moment I have with you. Laying out on a field in boston at night, staring at the stars and listening to music? As a friend I LOVED that, and if i had been your boyfriend at the time, I would have topped it off with a kiss, and you cannot say i don't cherish those moments. Cherish the dances and the hugs. The care and the love. I value all the things you have done and will do for me, and I care about you more than the whole world. I do everything i can for you and I'm sorry to say it but you are actually wrong this time: i still DO care, im just trying so hard to hide it a little bit because I KNOW you dont want me doing that. You dont want me being an angel and trying to leave little hints about how much i freakin adore you and want you. no. you want your friend. who smiles and cares about you, but...not 'interested.' bad news, im more than a little interested. I'd die to have you back and you know that. But I'm never gunna say all this to your face until the day you want it all, and want me back, because i care about you SOO much, that i'd rather keep all these things inside, then bother you with them and make you upset.
"You should come to prom."
If I wouldn;t be sitting there in a writhing pain by seeing you dancing with gilbert, I would. t's not that you're dancing with Gilbert. It's that your danccing with sum1 who might be your next boy. And that kills me inside. I'm happy for you tho. Even if I wish it was just a friend taking oyu to the prom while your bo was sitting with his broken friend, having a grand time and looking forward to the next time he gets to see you, glad you're having a blast. But tahts a perfect world.
"Not that way."
I wish.
yeah? well fuck you.
"You used to care."
I care more than anyone ever will. I've tried so many ways to understand how to best show it, and how to best execute it. If i had MY way? I'd tell you you can NEVER cut yourself EVER and that suicidal thoughts are COMPLETLEY unacceptable and that you will be happy if it kills me and that you are the most beuautiful girl in all the world and i'll be the one whos always there for you. But that didnt seem to work so I didnt know what to do. Not to mention that i cherish every single moment I have with you. Laying out on a field in boston at night, staring at the stars and listening to music? As a friend I LOVED that, and if i had been your boyfriend at the time, I would have topped it off with a kiss, and you cannot say i don't cherish those moments. Cherish the dances and the hugs. The care and the love. I value all the things you have done and will do for me, and I care about you more than the whole world. I do everything i can for you and I'm sorry to say it but you are actually wrong this time: i still DO care, im just trying so hard to hide it a little bit because I KNOW you dont want me doing that. You dont want me being an angel and trying to leave little hints about how much i freakin adore you and want you. no. you want your friend. who smiles and cares about you, but...not 'interested.' bad news, im more than a little interested. I'd die to have you back and you know that. But I'm never gunna say all this to your face until the day you want it all, and want me back, because i care about you SOO much, that i'd rather keep all these things inside, then bother you with them and make you upset.
"You should come to prom."
If I wouldn;t be sitting there in a writhing pain by seeing you dancing with gilbert, I would. t's not that you're dancing with Gilbert. It's that your danccing with sum1 who might be your next boy. And that kills me inside. I'm happy for you tho. Even if I wish it was just a friend taking oyu to the prom while your bo was sitting with his broken friend, having a grand time and looking forward to the next time he gets to see you, glad you're having a blast. But tahts a perfect world.
"Not that way."
I wish.