I'm a girl who has love for deep meaning, a shy poet who writes when no one is watching, but longs for the attention. |
I was waiting for a call,
to tell me he was okay...
(Sorry for the suckish rhyming I did this at one...
I was screaming and crying, so you hit me...
Time spent talking,
Wasn't wasted...
A mistake whipped
through the night wind...
I looked out my window,
what do I see...
Remember.
The days...
A promise;
takes trust...
I saw you today,
with some other girl...
A smile, |
Memories floating like hot air balloons, |
You know it's love when his name is doodled all over your notebook. |