i have a confession.
something to get off my chest.
this probably doesn't come as a surprise to you, but i need to tell you..
you drive me mad. you're all i think about all the time. it's like i can't do one thing without thinking what if you were here in this town. imaging you in my life even more than you are now. i'll be whatever you want me to be. your best friend, your girlfriend, or no one. i just want to know that you're happy. and i thought i should tell you. you're like a security blanket. i just wish you were here. and thats selfish.
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