Aug 19, 2007 00:44
i just keep thinking, "does he like this song?" "is he excited about the new cd?" "will he be at the next show i go to?" i fucking hate it. you won't leave. i hate you for taking matchbox twenty away from me.
i hate you for turning into someone i didn't recognize. i hate you for taking a piece of me and keeping it eternally 14, stuck in high school and with you, only not you. i hate you for having your own new life and for never knowing how mine has turned out. i hate it all, and the goddamn kicker is i know i would never take it back. i wouldn't be me.