i, you, and us
measuring my seconds, minutes, hours until i can see you again. the you which once i loved. the you which now is no longer. i miss you. you've been missing for days. your smile has been misplaced. not a gift to me anymore. you have stolen my heart. and run away with the goods. i pray you will return. and give it back to me again. the air is silent. my mind is stopped. just waiting for the moment, that you will speak to me. i wish i hadn't told you, how i loved you so. it just complicated us. the us that i miss the most.blah. this is just about my whole situation with my boi james and how after i told him that i liked him, he hasnt replied or spoken to me since. Written November 12th, 2001 © on Nov 12 2001 04:27 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"measuring my seconds, minutes, hours..."