I will not fight.
I will just stay quite.
Leave destiny do his thing.
I really don't care.
Well, yeah, I do care.
As much I hate to admit it.
I can't stop thinking about it,
which makes me feel weak.
How badly I want to stab a knife to myself.
Yes, love.
Love is something that eats each part of your mind little by little.
Trust me,
you don't want to be in my place.
Is devoring me inside.
You may not see it
but it's happening.
Even tough I'm smiling,
I'm full of sorrow.
Once I wanted to know what love was.
Now I wish I had never saw you. emo
 Gemyna_the_Wanderer · Thu May 01, 2008 @ 01:25am · 0 Comments |
