Wednesday, February 24, 2010
I promised i'd never cry over you after we broke up,
I said i'd never feel for you-except just this once.
but isn't it sad the stories we make up,
just for one more day- the excuss i use just to think of you.
i drag you into conversations and not even knowing it,
then everyones whispearing about how im bright eyed.
and my heartbeats are light for alittle bit,
how i hid the pain with smiles and lies.
but i'd catch myself and direct the conversation away,
i hide the memories once again.
and my mood is ruined for the day,
but still i find myself thinking of you again.