Why are you back again, always trying to cover your shame by
telling me I'm not the same. The last thing I want is to be friends again, I hate it and it cause me so much pains. Your beauty convince me that you will change, just have to hang on before I go insane. why are you back again, it's November the 15th again, I gave you your first kiss that day, now you back telling me you missed me again.You've lost weight, asking me how many woman I have chased because you don't look model shaped. l wasn't complaining because I'm not perfectly made.
