I could use somebody.

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Monday, December 13, 2010

I thought I could get over you. @ 11:00 PM

Day 19, someone that pesters your mind.
You. But I'll bet if I ransack your memory, I'd find no trace of me at all. Guess you'll never know how much you've hurt me, and how much you caused my to hurt myself as well.
Every time I want to say goodbye, I can't. My heart won't let me.
I can't let go of you, even if you aren't mine.
I really fell for you, but you were too busy to notice a unpopular, overweight nerd like me.
And now, there's only one thing standing in between us. That thing is reality.

memories
in cold decay.