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May 25, 2006 00:18

I want you to call, just so I can ignore you.
I want you to at least PRETEND to take the blame, even if I'm the one at fault.
I want 16 hours to be worth something to you, because it's worth everything to me.
I wanted that to be you at my door, not some hotel guest at the wrong room.
I want to have a nice night together, that doesn't involve drinking, drugs, or sex.
I want you to think about me the way you did when you first bought me socks.
I want you to care about me the way you did when I was scared of my own darkness.
I want you to love my the way you did when you planned Valanetine's.
I want you to be with me, the way we were in Quebec.

I want you to want me, the way I need you.
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