I write this sad emo song
Soft and sweet
It explains everything
Lonely days and even lonlier nights
The thoughts of you never fade away
Your bright blue eyes come to mind
You didn't call when you said you would but I sat by the phone anyway
Waiting
I cried but not for you for me
I hate how nieve I am
I fell for you shaggy brown hair and quirky charm
Your "I love you's" and "See you tomorrows"
That black t-shirt that you love so much I still have it
It smells like you
Sweat and cologne
Your guitar is still at my house
You used to play for me
Our song
"She almost pretty, she beautiful to me"
The song is over, my heart still broken and your guitar in pieces on my floor |