Oct 2013
He* sits right behind me.
With his back turned away.
From this disgrace of a girl.
That can't help but think of him...
Everyday, every second
Even though he used her
For something *so mindless
Even though he b r o k e her into tiny pieces
Over something so small
She can't change her feelings
For a boy who can't even look at her...
With his back turned away.
From this disgrace of a girl.
That can't help but think of him...
Everyday, every second
Even though he used her
For something *so mindless
Even though he b r o k e her into tiny pieces
Over something so small
She can't change her feelings
For a boy who can't even look at her...
