Out of her head, she sang


everlong

Let me take this time to
Ask you, inform you
Of all the things you did not know
I'm sorry
I can't be the cure for your life
You were always by my side

Life spent without rain
You will always be the heart in me
You will always be
The past the love the memories

songs about you



Sunday, November 1, 2009
what's my offense this time?

To You:

Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out

Ignorance is your new best friend,


I helped you out, was there for you. But this is what I get in return.
I tried to open up, tried everything I could but you pushed me away.
It hurts alot.
Somehow feelings grew but you had another.
Instead you chose another. But what harm is there in just being friends?
Feelings of jealousy were easily shaken off. Recovered.
But wait, No.
And then it was the second time. Again, it hurts.
You'd rather find comfort in them. But you told me different things, didn't you?
What are you, a hypocrite?
What's with the feeling of uncertainty then?
I suggest, stop pretending!
We're not even close to friends.
Just classmates. A formal status.
So don't you dare say you'll be there, don't you dare call me a friend
with regards to all your ignorance and your empty promises.


Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out

Ignorance is your new best friend.