4 August 2011
She's holding on to the way he made her feel, to the shifter, to the pictures, to every precious moment with him, like the left behind color in the sky when the sun is gone.
We met. We talked. We liked each other. We texted several times. We called once in a while. We chatted every night. We dated. We were committed to each other. I loved you. You
I miss you. I know you don't care anymore but I just wanted to remind you that you're still all I ever think about. No matter how badly you treated me, I still fucking miss you.
brotip #122 she wants to talk to you just as badly as you want to talk to her. she's waiting for your text, bro. go for it.
so there's something else I wanna tell you. right before everything went black, you wanna know what the very last thing that entered my mind? &nb
Now I don't see the lights that you ever once brought to my life anymore. You turned it all into the dark. That's why I keep wanting going back to my old life, to what
I'm getting boring of waiting for you. My trust is fading. Your promise is just like a fake one. I'm boring because you never come back to
402. Having an outift ready in your head, then when you try it on, it doesn't look as great as you had thought.
1:00 am i'm still awake. 1:01 am you're in my head 1:02 am i think of your eyes. 1:03 am i smile. 1:04 am
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