it´s five in the afternoon and i tricked myself into thinking you´d like me back but how can i be so sure when you treat everyone like that? it´s five in the afternoon and i´m thinking about you again
how foolish of me to think i was your number one. as a matter of fact, anyones number one. i´m just another girl such a plain, average girl struggling to get by in a world where nobody knows her name.
darling, (can i call you that?) how i wish that i could hold you again how i wish that only you could see that way that my heart is breaking when you bring up the way you hold someone else and when you carelessly remind me of the way you lack to feel for me