Dec 10, 2007 17:37
The truth is:I still miss you.When you're not around and when you are.I miss your touchand I know I may never feel it again.After all this time,I still miss you The truth is:I like it when you take care of me.Even though I'm independentand I always protest.I've never had anybody care so much about my needs and my wants and my feelings,like you always did. The truth is:Sometimes you piss me off.You're controlling,I hate that.You like things done your way,a certain way,and sometimes it makes me so angryI could smack you.But I don't,because I love your face,and all you need to do...is smile. The truth is:I still love you,and it hurts,that I can't have you.But I'd rather have you in my life as a friend,than not at all.But after all this time,I still love you. And the truth is:I wonder if you still feel the same way for me.