Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Twisted Thinking

When the days go by, i count the hours, mins, and seconds until I'll get to see your face again. No doubt about it all i do is think of you. Even though your words say this isnt right your actions tell me that you could be mine all night. So i lay awake in this bed alone thinking of when you'll come back home, to me... You'll never know how much you meant. I don't know if i can wait. cause by that time, it might be to late. I wish that things we're right for us. right place wrong time.


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