well what can i say about myself, i've been writing for about 11 years, so i'm still trying to find myself and my style... |
Timely, times;
and different, differences...
No longer can you feel my pain,
No longer can you see me hurt...
I only smile,
Because I'm sick of crying...
The pain,
the hurt...
I hate not sleeping with you
And I hate waking up alone...
Sometimes I wish
It would all go away...
I thought I had surpassed it,
I thought I wouldn't do it again...
I can't help but want you,
I can't help but love you...
I want to say,
I love you...
One thing I love |
It's sad when the only person in the word that will talk to ou wont answer you call..... |
Sex is like air... |