sexta-feira, 3 de fevereiro de 2012

It's been a while...
but nothing really changed.
We still don't talk like we used to, I'm still the freak you think I am but you cordially answer me when I ask you something.
I miss those days..
when, for a while, I meant something to you and you wanted to be with me.
I keep hoping those days return but deep inside I know you don't care.
I just wish you did..
just for a little bit.