There are days that I love you; and days that I don't.
Days I'd like to be friends; and days that I won't,
Days I'll pick up the phone and give you a call
Days I'm so mad I don't want to talk at all.
Days I look back on all the things we shared;
Days I question myself if you really even cared;
There are so many things I wish I could say,
But I'm scared it'll all come out in the wrong way,
So all I want is for you to take away the doubt&fears
Maybe even be the one to wipe away all my tears...
