Saturday, 18 February 2012


I feel like you don't understand how much you still mean to me,
Your like a drug I can't stop taking,
I think about you all the time,
Worry about you,
Dram about you,
I dislike how much I feel I still need you,
We're now best friends.
And it's lovely,
But I need you to know how hard it it for me,
How hard it is to not want to kiss you,
To feel your skin brush against mine.
It's killing me.
My heads all over the place.