Saturday, March 26, 2011

SunShine

I lay next to you.....

You look pretty I say, compliments in the shittiest ways, I guess it's okay, for me to be loving you without love being true or blue there, I brush your hair, as  you stare, into the energy called my eyes, as our eyes meet so do the clouds, then you look away, I say look it's okay, you don't believe in me, then you wonder why I think that your leaving me.

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