Jul 19, 2007 16:22
and i blame the gods for wanting you. as i sit here by myself with you only a few more than 10 yards away from you i listen to the song. the song. its not even a song. its not even us. there is no us. why, why the one time i come back and tell you that i will stay, you say leave. what is so wonderful about her, what do i not have? i may not be as funny, probably have much too baggage, and probably could never make you happy, so how come i can make do what you do to me. its a secret, thats fine. but you have to be real at some point.
baby if i touch you here, and kiss you there, gonna fall in love- shawty best be aware......