truth is

i know i'm suppose to b over you... but it still hurts whenever i hear ppol mention your name... specially when they joke about what happened... it hits me everytime they tell me that i should consider u dead and gone... because i dnt wanna leet you go... i tell them i'm ok... i wear a smile in front of them but the truth is... i'm all broken up inside... i tell everyone i'm changing for myself but really i'm changing because i wanna be better... and that sumday mayb you'll realize that... mayb sumday u'll miss me...

Category Disappointed