Without a sound you’re calling me,
and I don't think it's very fair
That your shoulders are frozen, cold as the night
Oh you’re an explosion, you’re dynamite
I'm not one of those girls who needs constant validation of my existence but a simple hello in reply doesn't seem like I'm asking a lot of you... no commitment.... no I do... just hi, thanks for the well wishes I'm well and how are you? whether you care to know or not it's common courtesy... but I understand you lead a very busy very demanding schedule which it's why I'm okay with being virtually ignored... but in case you didn't get my message... by some chance... Hi, how are you? Hope you are well. Have a nice day...
God sometimes I just feel _ _ _ _... maybe it's all me, I wish I didn't care but I do... only slightly just as one friend to another... simply that and nothing more... and I'm sorry for putting my feelings on your shoulders without you know but I do care and believe it or not you do effect me... yeah that's me being venerable... it's not going to kill me it just stings a little... I really do hope you are well... I hope that life is taking it easy on you and that you have moments to breathe without the weight of the world on your shoulders and at you're back door... I mean that... take care... be safe...
Oh there ain't no love no,
Montague’s or Capulet's
just banging tunes in DJ sets and
Dirty dance floors and dreams of naughtiness
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