Don't tell me you're not faking it. You don't smile as wide as you used to, don't laugh like you did. I miss the dimples in your cheeks and the way you picked me up after a hard day. I even miss how mad you got when I hung out with other guys. You used to do all those things. Now all you do is pretend that everything is okay. I can't help but be sad every time i look at you, knowing that its not the same anymore. I'm afraid to pick up the phone when you call thinking that in one swift kick, you'll end things all together. It won't get better this time, but i can't say goodbye to the last good thing in my life. Please don't be angry, baby. Just let go. |
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