Come home happiness, Come home sorrow
Come home to the rest of your life
I'm an ordinary girl. Nothing special, just normal, boring, typical. Like most girls, I think a lot, and I feel a lot, and I hide it all a lot. I don't know what I am doing, I just feel like blogging again, just wanna see how this goes.
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Why...
Thursday, August 19, 2010, 7:16 AM
Why is it that I think of you so much?Why is it that I hurt so bad?
Why is it that even though I know I shouldn't...I still do?
Why is it that even though I don't want to...I still do?
Why is it that there is no way for me to release the hurt and the pain?
Why is it that there are no ways for me to tell him how I feel?
Why is it that he gets to be happy but I just get pain?
Why is it that he can make new memories while I cling to distant ones?
Why is it that no matter how much I want to forget I cannot?
Why is it that no matter where I look I see you?
Why is it that after so long I still want you so much ?