..After Our Five Years..

I asked you if you liked me, you said no
I asked you if I was pretty, you said no
I asked you if I was in your heart, you said no
I asked you if you would cry if I walked away, you said no.

So i walked away..you grabbed my arm and said...

I don't like you, I love you...

you're not pretty, you're beautiful..
you're not in my heart, you are my heart...
and I wouldn't cry if you walked away ,

I would die..

Posted by lecep on Tuesday, October 16, 2007 at Tuesday, October 16, 2007 | Permalink