You see, the thing is, that I am a crazy person. You know it, and I know it. And we both know that what I am crazy about, its you. But for some reason, you seem to be scared of my craziness. I guess that's because you are normal. But I wouldn't know that. So, anyways, I have been trying to not be crazy around you. But I promise you this, nothing can stop me from being crazy about you now, because its just what I am. Though, you don't get to know now, the crazy stuff I do, for you.
Friday, August 29, 2014
Sunday, August 24, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Some nights, I lie down on bed and try to stay awake. I think about the time that we spent together. Sometimes, I smile. Other times, I begin missing you too much, and I start crying. I try to be fair with all that I remember. Good times, bad times, I cherish every moment. Everytime I think of you, I try to relive us. The moments you liked me, the moments when you hated me. The way your eyes got deeper when you said you love me, everytime. That made me believe, you mean it. And the way you sighed when I said I love you.
I love you. I still do. You don't have to love me back. But you don't have to stop me either.
Friday, August 15, 2014
Sunday, August 10, 2014
Shakespeare is an idiot
Now that I've had you, I know what I am missing. Guess its not better to have loved and lost, then never to have loved ever. Shakespeare is an idiot.
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