coffee eyes.
when someone finally reads any of this, they are going to wonder when and where i went wrong again.
wish i knew.
the things to learn as your life goes on...are very hard to adapt to.
something lately...
learning when to walk away.
this is a hard lesson for me. i like to stick around. what can i say...i stay even if it hurts sometimes. maybe sometimes i'm looking to BE hurt, so i can walk away easier the next time.
i see something in you. i can never explain it but it is there.
i can feel your eyes on me. but i don't want to look up. i don't know how to look.
i cannot convey the feeling i have inside through my eyes, or maybe i can too well.
either way, i'm giving it away if i look at you.
wish i knew.
the things to learn as your life goes on...are very hard to adapt to.
something lately...
learning when to walk away.
this is a hard lesson for me. i like to stick around. what can i say...i stay even if it hurts sometimes. maybe sometimes i'm looking to BE hurt, so i can walk away easier the next time.
i see something in you. i can never explain it but it is there.
i can feel your eyes on me. but i don't want to look up. i don't know how to look.
i cannot convey the feeling i have inside through my eyes, or maybe i can too well.
either way, i'm giving it away if i look at you.