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Jan 26, 2006 16:50

Im stupid
i cant talk to him
but i really want to
its just that whole "what if.." thing
argh -_-

Believe me, I believe everything you say
Even if you claimed you heard a ghost sing songs
I think I know what you're doing when I'm away
But believe me I'll believe they're simple mistakes

I've been worn away by birthday memories and galleries
Of pictures in my head of you when I'm away

Maybe we could make this space to talk about it
Forget about it for now, it seems so hard to do
And there's a constant pain in my head caused by sights I'd rather forget
I hope this time it will fade away

I've been worn away by birthday memories and galleries
Of pictures in my head of you when I'm away
I'd do anything to keep this fear from flowing through my veins, oh
I'd stay awake and fret just for you

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