I keep my hộp thư đến empty, except for all your messages. I feel like a loser, but I read them when I'm sad.
I've stalked you...Quite a few times, actually. Sometimes, I feel annoyed when a part of the conversation is in messages.
I often dream of you. Even though they'll never come true... Like those times when I dream that we're together again.
To everyone, I'm over you. But you're the root of my saddest poems...
I often pray we'll be back again. Then, look back and think we won't.
I have a yêu thích memory of you. The only one I refuse to ever cry about. That's the only one untouched bởi the gần đây turn of even between us.
Lastly, bạn were probably my first love... I know how wannabe I sound. But that's something I believe.
I've stalked you...Quite a few times, actually. Sometimes, I feel annoyed when a part of the conversation is in messages.
I often dream of you. Even though they'll never come true... Like those times when I dream that we're together again.
To everyone, I'm over you. But you're the root of my saddest poems...
I often pray we'll be back again. Then, look back and think we won't.
I have a yêu thích memory of you. The only one I refuse to ever cry about. That's the only one untouched bởi the gần đây turn of even between us.
Lastly, bạn were probably my first love... I know how wannabe I sound. But that's something I believe.
He: ^-^
BTW Did bạn miss me?
Me:Would it matter if I did?
He: Oh come on its just a câu hỏi and yes it does
Me:Well I did.... A bit.
Like I said, I had a really rough and busy week.
Now why would bạn ever care?
Did bạn ever really?
Was my missing bạn ever even important to you?
Was I ever important enough for that?
Even for an hour?
hoặc was it simply empathy which drove whatever affection bạn ever had for me?
Do bạn miss me? Now that I'm not there?
hoặc is it just me who ever cared enough?
Why does it even matter to me right now?
Why am I still crying over bạn when you've moved on?
Why do I keep hoping you'll come back someday?
And why do I pretend like I don't care?
Wouldn't it be nice?
If I had a vial
Of liquid which would make me forget you?
But there isn't
And this pain is mine alone...
BTW Did bạn miss me?
Me:Would it matter if I did?
He: Oh come on its just a câu hỏi and yes it does
Me:Well I did.... A bit.
Like I said, I had a really rough and busy week.
Now why would bạn ever care?
Did bạn ever really?
Was my missing bạn ever even important to you?
Was I ever important enough for that?
Even for an hour?
hoặc was it simply empathy which drove whatever affection bạn ever had for me?
Do bạn miss me? Now that I'm not there?
hoặc is it just me who ever cared enough?
Why does it even matter to me right now?
Why am I still crying over bạn when you've moved on?
Why do I keep hoping you'll come back someday?
And why do I pretend like I don't care?
Wouldn't it be nice?
If I had a vial
Of liquid which would make me forget you?
But there isn't
And this pain is mine alone...
