I must be stupid, must be stupid, must be fucking stupid.
Coffee? Why the fuck would you think that is a good idea.
I have not forgot.
I want to when you reach me though.
If I could forget this wouldn't seem so bad.
Why are you here, why why why.
You never told me and you spent the night.
Took all I had to fight the urge of giving in.
BUT I did not give in. I am not stupid, don't talk to me like I'm stupid...
It feels good knowing I didn't, itd feel better knowing
I DID, and without attachment, but that's impossible.
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