i feel like your becoming colder and colder each day.
work occupies you mind ; it eats up your live.
i've no place to talk in your presence.
i've no place to stand my grounds.
i've no place to "rock your world".
sigh ;
i dont even know what to think.
i love you ;
but i should take back my love.
give it to someone who really appreciates every pathetic drop of it.
i love you ;
and i'm too stuborn to say let's forget it.
fuck man. i love you.
iloveyoubaby.
so bad i miss you outta my split ends ;
so madly i needa cry ; to relieve a lil emptiness filled in there,
-somewhere.
i miss you even tho i see you off and on.
i miss you badbad.
much as i love you ;
i miss you more.
"I have loved to the point of madness, that which is called madness, that which to me is the only sensible way to love." -Françoise Sagan
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