terça-feira, 4 de dezembro de 2012

Thinking

I was trying to be romantic. You were rude. I was crying. You said -in other words- I was pathetic. I said I was sorry (!). You said “ok“. I said “i love you so much“. You said “see you tomorrow“.
And for every single thing you said, the ringtone played. It was, and still is, “Baby, I‘m yours“

I don‘t even know how to feel.