YOU!
BAH!
You are like a drug. I can't help getting addicted to you. Without you it just doesn't seem right. It feels as if there's something lacking in my life. The 1st few days I go from happy to moody to just plain distressed. Then the next few days, till I actually get to talk to you, or hear from you, I just... exist.
Not happy, not sad. I just am. BAH! I HATE it when you're busy and I'm busy and love songs are in the air again. Hate it hate it hate it.
I KNOW you're busy, like really really busy, and I really don't wanna BE a brat but I can't really help feeling the way I feel right now. I'm selfish, I know. I just... *whines* I just miss you.
I realize there's no way in hell you're gonna read this, but I just needed to get that off my chest. I just... miss you. So much.
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