You see me every day.
But for once I just wish you just say hay.
I'm sitting there alone.
Just watching you on the phone.
My friends say I should get over him.
Or I would fall into a grimm disspair.
They're right...I did.
I can't get over this feeling.
I look at the celling,and think.
I know what i must do.
Sending you the letter was the heardest thing ever.
I want you.
Iwant you to be the one to find me.
There on the floor .
Right in front of the door.
Ther with a bullet in my head.
You would see me dead.
Then would you feel for me>
Me ha...I use that word so much.
Such a thing won't happen anymore.
You won't have to worry about that.
Well what i'm trying to say is...
I LOVE YOU>
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What i want it to be
its pretty much my poems
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