i hold my breath as i read through
i hold my breath as i always do
whenever there’s something
something about you
that comes out of the back of my mind
out from where i left you behind
It’s a pity how it all goes to waste
a day or two, a month or two
then i’m back crying because i miss you
this histrionic mind of mine is a wreck
for more than 5 years i’ve been wanting you back
i let you go, i set you free
she let you go, she set you free
is it really fated?
this fantasy of you and me?
Feb 9, 2012
Feb 9, 2012 at 2:43 AM UTC