Sunday, 31 October 2010
I miss the way we were so crazy about each  other, two young teenagers madly in love. Sometimes I wish I could tell  you everything, make everything all right. I know that you still love  me, but there’s something jaded about the way you look at me now.  There’s something in our conversations that keeps us from saying  everything that we’d like to. I don’t know if it’ll ever get that good  again and I’m afraid to let go of all this and afraid of starting  something new because what if its never the same? What if you were the  best one for me? If I could meet you again for the first time what would  I say? Knowing you’d become my first love in the future every day for  almost two years. And we’d become glue. But somewhere down the line, we  didn’t stick anymore. There will come a day when you lay your head on a  guy’s chest and you realize his heartbeat doesn’t match yours. Our love  was so strong that we felt each other’s love from 3,000 miles away. I  will love you until I can sing no mo! re. You haunt the stars in the  sky. What makes you think that you cannot love me again? I just wish we  could go back to where you realize that you are happy with me. That we  can be happy again. You may say you don’t love me anymore, but I know  deep down you do. If you just give me a call. If you just listen to what  I have to say, then maybe we can be together again. Maybe, we can be  that couple that no body could stop the love coming from each other’s  hearts. I find it impossible to get through to you, but for some reason  after a year I’m still fighting for it. Still fighting for that phone  call from you. To hear your voice on the other end. To feel that happy  again. I just wish you knew how much I miss you. How much time is spent  thinking about you. How much time I spend my day just thinking things  through, to get you back.
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