Tuesday, November 29, 2011
All you want to do; put the blame on me.
whichever devil that put you to that thought.
You had never realized.
You never will. =]
You can say, whatever it is, that makes you the better person. Or so the world thought.
But only you and I should've known what we had.
Of the few weeks, you thought I wasnt thinking of you when I did, I hope you remembered, I went through years of that. That one time, you felt, Ive felt it (according to you 7 times). Even worse, you didnt fight for me. I fought for you, for us.
I just hope you acknowledged the fact that I had always wanted us to work. And never once, as far as I could remember, I utter the words, to leave you. Because I wouldnt dare leave you, cause I thought you felt the same way like I do to you.
So take away with you whatever it is you want. Throw away everything that you think had mattered to you and no longer is. And if you could take away this feeling, bottled up just for you.
November 29, 2011