"... Sarah, I need a girl like to you fall for me..."
-What makes you think I haven't already?
I seem to fall too quick and too fast...
Now I'm falling and there's no one to catch me as I reach the bottom...
I may shatter into a million pieces...
It makes me sad, jealous, and lonely seeing the mannerisms I enjoy, directed at other people and not me...
Rerverting to the pining I experienced this summer seems like a nice option.... At least that wit didn't sting... I never fell asleep with tears in my eyes as a result of those feelings.
"He laughs at my dreams, but I dream about his laughter..."
I know I am loved... But there are times it's not enough... It hurts to be specific
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