Since the I awoke I been YELLIN “FOOTBALL!” yyyeeeeaaaahhhh!
Day: September 11, 2011
It’s not about me…
I wish when I read your words they were about me… But it’s NEVER been about me. EVER. I didn’t get that till recently…but what am I to do? To think? I want to matter. But when’s the last time I did? When’s the last time anything I did meant something? All these gestures. And carefully thought out moves. And gifts from my heart. For what? For nothing. Always for nothing. Cuz coming from me what value does it have? That’s the problem. I thought I still mattered. I thought I could still make a difference in your life….
Mind(melting)
Tap me in my heart and whisper to me ‘we ain’t meant to be’.
We were just dreamerz
I admit I still fantasize about you
Baby take off your cool
Everytime I look in your brown eyes I get high
Dreams turn to memories and weeks turn to years
When a heart breaks it never breaks even
To be around you is oh so right, you’re shear perfection
Come and take me here I am baby
Loving you is killing me
When the sun rises she watches over me
You wasn’t perfect but you made life worth it
I can’t love you this much
I know everything
All for you
But damn
Our memories can be so misleading
It’s misery
I hate to see history repeating
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