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everything could be everything
if only we were older
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8:23 PM, How I lost you, and your brown eyes.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
What does it tell me, when I am but your back-up plan? When I am second in line? When you decided on me because the 'better' option is taken? Who do you think I am? What does it tell me about you, when you exclaim loudly about your intentions to cheat in a nation-wide test? When you require my devices to help in your cheating? When you returned it to me afterwards, stained and dirty and tainted, even though you did not cheat? What am I to think? At least __'d be faithful, even if just for a day. You're like an Indian summer; in the middle of winter |