You'd think she really means it when she says best...
Sitting here
Thinking bout us...
No I dont think you should stay beside me
I think you should leave and be free...
The sky was clear, Not a cloud in sight.
A play to my left, bazaar to my right...
What is it to never be loved?
How could someone feel so alone...
A snap of a finger
A whistle of a bird...
Sweat running down his face
Bloot shot eyes shut tight...
A Child's Fears, Silly right?
No, quite real, the come at night...
Life has its ups and downs
And all mine, its juss pain...
I love you boi and I care bout you too
But theres nothing i can do...
~*~
evrytym i watch u go by...
Sorry.. but this aint a poem...
but.. if you want something you should go for...