Tuesday, September 29, 2009

I wish.

You called me beautiful.
Birthday sex wasn't just a song.
Down was not my only felling.
Me and her weren't in an awkward moment.
You didn't miss her.
I didn't cry every night.
The stupidest thing wouldn't change my mood.
I was perfect as is.
All my dreams weren't just about you.
True friends were real.
School wasn't so hard.
Everyone would just be real.
Peace would actually be possible.
Songs didn't mean that much.
Every thing I think about was real.
Metro station was my family.
You weren't the one.
Tears weren't shred as of now.
Friends were not bra's.

I just wish .

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