quinta-feira, 29 de setembro de 2011
I wish I knew what was is your head..
I wish I knew...
cause I keep telling myself things and making stuff up in my head..
and I wish with all my heart they aren't true
I wish they are just things my mind makes up.
I miss you.
I wanted you to talk to me
but you don't. Instead you ignore me
and I wonder
do you ignore her?
Or she is just from my imagination?
All I can do is keep wishing.