Im ready to leave,
back my stuff,
runaway,
another one left,
it was just too hard,
he gave up,
now im giving up too,
i took a risk
trusted him more than he knew,
craved his touch,
longed for his kiss,
gave him time,
time to miss,
he told me things i wanted to hear,
although heard them time and time before,
i realli like you,
i care too much,
i wont hurt you,
take a risk,
now here i am,
sitting and crying,
typing away,
like my little diary,
yet i look back on wat i write,
so i dont make another mistake,
Remember this and try not to tear up,
He was all you wanted,
the one that was in shinning armer instead of jeans.
