Sunday, September 19, 2010
loneliness doesn't kill you,
it aches and it taunts you,
but it doesn't kill you.
sometimes i wish it did.
you obviously can't see how much you have changed,
and how much the old you meant to me.
the day you actually take time to notice, is the day you're too late.
If its the thought that counts,
then you can count on me,
because i think about you all the time.
Heres a psycological fact: [=
when a person cries and the first drop of tears comes from the right eye,
it's happiness. but when the first roll is from the left, it's pain.