Sunday, November 2

ive got my rock moves & i don`t need you.

thirty minutes has passed and all i`ve been doing is lying on my bed starring at my cellphone with your number dialed on the screen, wondering to myself if i should call and see what`s up .. 

i hate how i pour my feelings out you take them in and brush them off like its nothing, and then you catch me off guard and pour yours out.. i hate it.. absolutely hate it.

it`s like i was falling.. and you weren`t ready to catch me, so i fell on my ass.. and someone else comes along and helps me up.. putting me back piece by piece and thats when you come back.. pouring out your feelings.

I cannot possibly express what you are to me, its quite complex. 
But you`ve got some kind of spell on me, holding me back from moving on.. even though nothing much has progressed between us since like.. ever ? its still you.. that is what i don`t get.. there`s something about you.. that just keeps me where i am .. just standing still.. 

or maybe. . i only want you cause at this moment .. i can`t have you. 


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