I like to think that, if I were to go away, you would miss me. I like to think that there is actually love down there somewhere deep inside. I like to think that.
But then there are those not so subtle hints that make me believe otherwise like the photo on your book cabinet, the background on your computer, the photos that you never post, and the photos that you always post.
Would you miss me if I was gone? Would you care? Would those feelings that I like to think are there be real?
Or would I just fade away to your memory as that girl that caused you all that grief?
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