I always fantasied about what I would say to you
The next time I saw you
Spilling my guts in my mind
Saying every word that I hoped inflicted pain towards you
But knowing me
I'd keep my mouth shut and walk away
Somehow still hoping you'd know what I was thinking
Aug 23, 2013
Aug 23, 2013 at 3:49 PM UTC
I always fantasied about what I would say to you
The next time I saw you
Spilling my guts in my mind
Saying every word that I hoped inflicted pain towards you
But knowing me
I'd keep my mouth shut and walk away
Somehow still hoping you'd know what I was thinking
