I learn to keep my hands off of you
because you're so untouchable.
all of you too beautiful for me
to speek.
maybe once in a while
my hand will grace you
when you open a door for me
or when i write your name out across jean in
finger pallet colors.
Im awful sorry that i lied to you
but not sorry enough to apologize
to you actually
and im sorry for ever wasting your time
im sorry you wasted mine.
youre just on my nerves.
of corse i'd jusy like to be the
girl you all fight over.
but today is Friday and
i cant expect things to go my way
can i?
oh my chances are slipping away
like the sheets on that
bed you made for me.
i just dont know about you anymore
hell
i dindt know about you inthe first place
now my wonderings are confirmed.
and you're just a pile of
misconformities
by my "do not save" pile.
I'm guessing wills will read as follows...
our fun times
that smile i wear
and the stupid petty fights we always find ourselves in.
1:17 pm - 18.04.03
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