i'm newyorfornian.
somehow i find myself in the same situation over and over when it comes to matters of the heart.
i like them until they like me.
each one, i think is different from the last.
each one, my heart aches more for.
and when they are truly unattainable,
i work even harder at it until finally i break.
this- this way of loving, it's not a good way of living,
but i don't know how to fix it, i don't know how to fix myself...
hopping into a cab, i ask: "so what's your story?"
cabbie responds: "i must have done something real bad in my past life to deserve being a cabdriver."
i <3 ny?
i like them until they like me.
each one, i think is different from the last.
each one, my heart aches more for.
and when they are truly unattainable,
i work even harder at it until finally i break.
this- this way of loving, it's not a good way of living,
but i don't know how to fix it, i don't know how to fix myself...
hopping into a cab, i ask: "so what's your story?"
cabbie responds: "i must have done something real bad in my past life to deserve being a cabdriver."
i <3 ny?