i never stop thinking about you.
i never will stop thinking about you.
i don't ever want to stop thinking about you.
you amaze me.
and i miss you so much.
i wish there was something i can do to make you believe me.
you are everything to me.
"Your reign is over,
Why couldn't you prove me wrong?"
iloveyou,
beccajane, my escape.
i wanna show you that i'd do anything for you.
love sucks. but i still love you.
working for you is hard.
but hopefully it will all pay off in the end.
"Cause jersey just got colder and
I'll have you know i'm scared to death
That everything that you had said to me was just
A lie until you left
Now i'm hoping just a little bit stronger
Hold me up just a little bit longer
I'll be fine, i swear
I'm just gone beyond repair."
iloveyou,
beccajane, my escape.
you cry over all of these people.
but i cry over you
you are heartbroken.
but you broke me.
i've done all i can for you
to you it was all a joke.
my big heart was open to you
you blow it off.
I want you.
I like you.
You amaze me.
I don't wanna do this.
No separation.
I'm not ready.
I haven't had enough of you.
I wanna be with you in so many ways.
I can't do this.
I cry every night for you,
hoping you'd maybe understand one day,
that i have problems.
i know it.
everyone knows it.
but theres more to me.
i want you to see it.
i'm not just a pathetic piece of shit
who "only cares about sex, drugs, cigarettes and alcohol"
thats not me at all. thats what you see.
you've never tried to get deeper.
will you ever?
sex and drugs? honestly.
thats not my life.
it never will be.
it's a fun time.
but there are things that are way more important.
you're almost 19 i'm almost 16.
3 years. give me a break.
i'm supposed to fuck up.
i'm 15 dammit. but i'm trying for you.
i wanna be fucking perfect for you.
i don't know what else to say to you.
i just miss you so damn much.
i'm not content without you.
it's hard enough that i can't see you
whenever i want to.
i wanna open up to you.
give you my everything.
i want this. whether you do or not.
iloveyou,
beccajane, my escape.
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