i think the ex-love-of-my-life wrote a poem about me and i'm scared because these feelings still stir and i don't want them to.
here's the poem and guyys i don't know what i want and he always says exactly what makes me fall for him all over again.
"dead birds don't fly"
you say you're not lovable
but let me try
sit and smile at the hole in
the sky,
cause I'm cold
when you get cold
and you can blame me
for everything,
not just for the bad times.