terça-feira, 8 de maio de 2012

"now and then I think of when we were together; like when you said you felt so happy you could die; told myself that you were right for me but felt so lonely in your company but that was love and it's an ache I still remember.

you didn't have to cut me off, make out like it never happened and that we were nothing and I don't even need your love but you treat me like a stranger and I feel so rough."