I use to tell myself he still loves me. I use to say he's just busy.
But those were only words to make me feel better
I try not to think bout him, I try real hard.
But I can't. If I could, I would.
Wht has gone into me? this wasn't how things were suppose to be
Prolly by now it's just a mirage of mind
It irks me to kno tht he isn't whr he use to be
I walk around, searching for him
He's no whr to be found.
We've been drifting apart sooner as I thought it would.
I just wish you knew how I felt.
The pain I endure is just so hard to bare.
Here, by now, I would stop sticking to you.
I would stop craving for you.
I, here by now, would be sick and tired of holding onto you.
p/s : violet, i kno you've been reading my blog.
get the fuck off my blog la. i dont need you to be my mysterious fellow reader. loser!
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