sundays are horrible
i told her the secrets of life, but she already knew, of course, because when we met in the summer- we had everything in common.
i thought my feelings were gone but when she walked away, i tried not to stare or follow her.
i found her shirt today, after i blew last nights memories out my nose, and it made me think of her again. i didnt know what to do with it, so now its hangign up in my closet.
why does it feel like my life is already over
i thought my feelings were gone but when she walked away, i tried not to stare or follow her.
i found her shirt today, after i blew last nights memories out my nose, and it made me think of her again. i didnt know what to do with it, so now its hangign up in my closet.
why does it feel like my life is already over