people say that im better off without you, that im too good for you. but i cant help myself thinking about that time when you dragged me into a phone booth to kiss you. i can still close my eyes and think of the moment my lips touched yours. how i felt that i was someone, that i actually made someone happy. i wish i never met you so that i could stop feel like i wasted my time with someone who didnt care about me. fuck all this im drunk and bitter and going to bed. good night.
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