September 8th, 2009
I Don't Normally Do This.
Question: When life hits you then it misses you, isn't that happiness at its finest? When you want a toy then life gives you something more, isn't that something to be grateful for? .
Answer: Maybe.
I don't get you. You're there but you're not really there. You love hints, i'm good at clues; but, were both stupid when it comes to saying the truth. The thing is, I 've always been here, savoring every second of my life -- with or without you. All I needed was an assurance, that it was me all along. i don't settle for anything less because i want it to be you. Everybody knows it; yet your indifference calls the shots.
Call me or txt me when you stumble upon this entry.
I am still waiting.
Posted by PEN at 05:50 PM | 2 comments
