May 18, 2008 19:27
why? why do I even bother? why do I try?
you could say I'm joking around with you
I probably am, but I think it's more than that
I don't know what I want, I want to stop, I want to hate you, I want to love you, I want you.
I say I don't feel the way I do about you but the next day it's the total opposite, I swear
why do I do what I do around you? why can't I control myself? why do I throw myself at you and then sit in the clouds and watch myself fall?
why do I write about you all the time?
why are you here? why are you in my life?...
why,
you,
i love you,
i hate you