Now it's three in the morning and I'm trying to change your mind.
Left you multiple
missed calls and
to my message you reply,
"Why'd you only call me
you're high? Hi. Why'd you only call me when you're
high?"
♥
the mirror's
image, tells me it's home time,
but I'm not finished, 'cause
you're
not by my side, and as I
arrived I
thought I saw you
leaving, carrying your shoes.
Decided that
once again I was just dreaming. ♥
I'm not a perfect lover. I say what's on my
mind. I start fights. I'm demanding.
I'm moody.
But I am
faithful, sweet, and when I
choose him, it is him and
only him.
♥