Ow babe, you're gonna be the death for me. I don't want to need you the way I do. Even when we're fine and feeling good, it hurts to love you. I still can't go to a complete state of happiness. I'm so afraid it's gonna be taken away...
I'd say it's good to love you. Or maybe it is not. But I'm the kind of person that believes in saying yes for everything that makes me smile. So, maybe I'll say no, but I believe we are a "yes". And it drives me insane thinking you're trying somewhere else. You're there considering everyody's opinion, instead of considering our feelings. And you're spending time worrying about all the wrong things.
Babe, time is flying by, live moves so fast. You better make every minute count 'cause you can't get it back.
You already know my many flaws... I have the worst temper in the world and I'm very jealous and so on, but despite all that... our thing it's still so damn strong for a reason.
I'm still here missing your arms around me.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
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