Whats the point? im sick of tryen no more kisses and no more lien. Im done thats it, three strikes, im out. I feel as if my hearts been riped out. Or shot or stabed or kicked and so I cry, i cry, now theres no more left. The pains too dark, i cannot see, theres not much left between you and me!
Only memories, memories so grand! From our first kiss to holden your hand, The movie theater to rollarland. And all the ours spent alone, and priceless moments over the pone. Good Times. Good times,and our first date, i do believe you were 10 minuets late, and it was weird cause we both brought friends, bugged us up untill the end. It still was fine, turned out great, we talked all night, and stayed out late. I miss that. I miss it all. I pray you will, but you never call. Im jsut so hur by it all.
my world is foggy,cold, and dead, i know its crazy, mabey all in my head. Dam you sean! i cant go to bed! I know you more than anyone, i want you more than any one! Iâ??d even take you back but no, you wount even try! and now you are all the reasons why i cry.
