Sunday, September 03, 2006

shoot the stars down

i keep expecting to see it. you tell me you forgive me, even when you were the one at fault. i've gotten my hopes up, just to be washed down the drain again. i can't believe i didn't see through how fake you were. i'd even replaced the one who would actually call me up and read to me to make me feel better, with your horrid personality and face. my response to you not caring is another blood rush to the head. i get sick at how human you can be. these human feelings are the death of me.
the rain tonight is for you. i can't help but notice how it burns your name on the lawn, and when i feel it touch my skin, i can imagine the first kiss.

tell me everything.