how many more times
am i going to have to sit by
and wait for you.
how many more times
do i have to wonder what you're doing
that makes you too busy to talk to me.
last night,
i sat and watched paint dry.
and then i painted the wall again
just to watch it dry, once more.
consider this your last warning
cause my heart cant handle much more.
it seems that whenever i get one thing,
something else disappears.
i can see the smile on your face
but i never hear your voice anymore.
just wait...
i'll make you see what you do to me
one day...
but right now,
i'm tired of it.
I'm to tired to even write who would thought of that....* laughs *
 SiGnOrA AnGeLo · Fri Oct 16, 2009 @ 04:12am · 0 Comments |
