so it ends tonight?

i dont know i you know.
i barely even know you.
but it feels like i know you.
every strand on your head,
every word you speak.
every laughter,tear,sweat.
but then listening to you.
it seemed.
hopeless.
you probably have this HER i dont know about.
so i'll see.
see if there ever will be a we in painted rose picture.
and YOU.
stop looking at me like i mean the world to you.
you did this to yourself.
so stopit.
all of it.
you said it yourself,
you have HER.
so why?
why do you insist on me?
when i took so long to get over you?
and then you say youre sorry.
and you want me back.
im the one who should be saying sorrys to you.
because im sorry i bothered knowing such a cheater like you.
and im sorry.
but i'll never turn my back to look at you again.
NEVER.
<3
it ends.
tonight.

midsummernightdreams.

if it's not you,
then it's YOU.
or maybe even you.
but no matter how many "you's" there are.
there's only one that holds memories.
feeling.
an unspoken bond.
YOU.

and that feeling again.

yesterday.
and i don't know if it's me.
but you seemed like you were trying to get my attention.
but i guess it's just me.
everything's just me.
i see things that aren't there.
i don't know.
you seem like you need somoeone to talk to.
me.
and i don't know how.
i really don't.
but we'll manage.
somehow.
and you again.
why do i keep seeing you?
it's today.
or tomorrow.
it isn't any easier.
but then again.
her.
maybe it's just the many lies that you've made.
i don't know men and what they're thinking.
and your'e just too compplicated for me.
herherherher.
you can't get enough of her can't you.
a stupid old hag you are.
so desperate.
get a better way to get girls to like for god sake.
cos even i can't help you now.
even if i could.
WHY SHOULD I?