Saturday | November 24, 2007

everytime i love you, i get fucked over.

tell me you love me, just to leave me.
call me to say things i dont want to hear, just because your in fear, of
the consequences of action, hope that no bad things happen.

but the only fear i have, is being alone. knowing that you were all i had.
and now ill be scared again, with the overwhelming amount of people, that i DONT know.
but you do, and now.. i am nothing to you.