bullshit. i dont want you to think about me. those memories? forget them. me? dont look at me. dont think about me. do all these things if you actually plan on ending this.... THIS. i dont care what you choose. the heart has been split, inside i hope you know im dieing.
not to quote from the song...
i swear that you dont have to go
i thought we could wait till the summer
and i thought we could wait till everything was right.
to mend us back together and kill the doubt.
i thought i could live in your arms
and spend every moment i had with you
stay up all night with the stars
confesss all the faith i had in you
its too late, im sure. and lonely
cause its another night, another dream wasted on you
so just be here now next to me.
you know the words, so sing along for me baby
(me) for heaven sakes i know im sorryyy
with my heart beside me, in shattered pieces that
may never be replaced (without you).
so, as you can tell. i miss you, but i hope your happy. but please if your really planning on doing this, DONT think about me. or look at me, and ill walk on the inside of the K quad so you can walk on the outside. its only better for you.
i guess i got a case of tough luck,
William Beaumont
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