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/ 12:45 PM
Thursday, June 07, 2007
you bastard.
why make me hear the nasty things you said about me, then stand in front of me, pretending that nothing has happened. why appear in front of me three four times a day, when you know that i will fall for you once again. i am trying so hard to forget you. but you are not helping me. why carry the same bag as me. why do all sorts of things to make me fall for you again. why must you destroy me. i am trying so hard to control my feelings for you, yet you are hurting me so bad. why why why why why. anyone, give me the answer. |