Thursday, March 18, 2010
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And you, I will miss you, even though you'll still be around. But I will not miss your swagger. I will not miss how when I was with you, I sometimes didn't know who to be, because I was never sure of who you were going to be. There is only so much benefit of the doubt a person can give, and I'm afraid that I would have to give you too much. I always knew nothing would come out of infatuation, because it doesn't run deep. I would have to leave that part in every girl that wants to believe that she's the one who can change a guy. If life were a book, you would be dynamic and someone who's endlessly colourful, and I would be someone who is forever boring - the steady, the static. And that's just where we'll leave it.
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