you broke up with me. you asked me back out. you broke up with me in the same day. you fucked me around. you pushed me around. and fucked me around some more. you want me back. but you want me gone.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Things have changed between us. We've become bored of each other. We've run out of things to say. We've run out of things to argue about. You say you want to do things together, try new things. But you never keep your word. You one word me just about every day. You ditch me for a game. I try break up with you. But I can't. And I still sit here watching my phone for a text. I still sit here watching your name on msn. Your name crosses my mind every five seconds. It's hard to be with you. It's hard to be without you. This is the hardest time. Give me a better reason to leave, or a better reason to stay.
Friday, June 18, 2010
It's been four years. I hung out with you for three and a half. We did everything together. Went on holiday to the bach, went shopping, stayed at each others houses all the time, got ready for my party together, helped each other through the hard times, and now we're getting ready for the ball. I wouldn't know what I would do without you girls. You are my girls forever.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
That's not a question. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.
And that's all I can say to you.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Every time we hang out we get in trouble. We got pulled up by cops, we've been caught wagging, we've snuck around, we've stolen the car for a bit longer than we should of. We feel like shit for a bit, but we end up laughing about it in a few minutes. Even though we get ourselves in the shit, I still have the best times with you. I miss you Nicole. Let's hang out again. xx
Friday, June 4, 2010
I call your house my home. I turn up sick and in pain. You do all you can to make me feel better. You take everything that is on your mind and pushed it to the side just to look after me. You put everything you were doing down just so you could be with me. I'm lucky, very lucky, to be able to call you my boyfriend. You are one amazing guy.
Yesterday, we were talking about forever. I said "nothing lasts forever." You replied with "Well, can I be your nothing then instead of your everything?"
This is what makes me love you. You make me smile that little cheeky smile. You make my lips automatically kiss you. My arms are like magnets to you. You make me feel amazing. Take me away. To our own little place, and we can spend our kind of forever in there.
We hadn't seen each other in almost a week, and we were already going crazy. I stayed at your house as soon as I could. I spent all night hugging you and kissing you. I didn't want the morning to come. I suddenly got the option of staying another night, I took it without thinking. We went to school and still, we were excited to see each other as if we hadn't seen each other in a week. You are the type of person that when I leave, I miss straight away and I could never ever get sick of you. I can be myself around you. That is why I would like to spend my life with you.