why does life have to be a dissapointment?
why do besy friends have to be dissapointments?
there are so many things i want to tell you.
there i are so many things i think i did wrong.
you said we'd talk. well i'd talk. you'd listen
well guess what. now im the one alone.
as if two weeks wasnt enough.
just forget it.
now im sitting here. alone.
waiting to tell you. everything.
but now. i guess ill just sit here. waiting.
and even if you come around. its to late. i dont want to talk....
not anymore.
my darkest day is today. and youre not here...
Friday, July 31, 2009
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