you're a mystery yourself

Friday, March 02, 2007

9:56 PM

sometimes i find myself sittin' back and reminiscing
especially when i have to watch other people kissin'
and i remember when you started callin' me your miss's
all the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses
i'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
i dont know why i trusted you but i knew that i could
we'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt
i was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt

dreams, dreams
of when we had just started things
dreams of you and me
it seems, it seems
that i can't shake those memories
i wonder if you have the same dreams too.

the littlest things that take me there
i know it sounds lame but its so true
i know its not right, but it seems unfair
that the things are reminding me of you
sometimes i wish we could just pretend
even if for only one weekend
so come on, tell me
is this the end?

&the beauty.

Shaf. 31july.

I love the smell of rain and the feel of green grass

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