zondag 11 september 2011

Scream.

You make me want to scream,
Fight you,
Chase you,
Pin you to the wall...

And I would keep screaming: ''Why?!''

Why is it so hard to give me what I am asking for?
I won't kill you for doing that.
I don't want to be hateful or anything like that.
But if things like this happen, I start regretting every word I ever said.
Every time I waited...
Every second I wasted..
I can't do it anymore...


If you want me,
Come after me,
Fight for me,
Care for me,
Show me who you are...
And well if you don't,
So be it.
Make your own choices.
I already made mine.
And if that means,
I'll lose you,
So be it.
There is nothing else I can do right now.

I'm sorry.



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