May 2012
24 posts
Come back
Good ole days.
Like the deserts miss the rain.
It doesn’t feel right being without you.
If you could only see the way she loves me Then maybe you would understand Why I feel this way about our love And what I must do If you could only see how *green* her eyes can be when she says When she says she loves me
Well you got your reasons And you got your lies And you got your manipulations They cut me down to size Sayin’ you love but you don’t You give your love but...