Friday, July 10, 2009
A cellphone fully filled with you, right now you open it
Why is it like this?
Whenever I see you, I become nervous
My breathing stops, I must really like you
I go the road to where you are, so lovelyI miss you, I miss you so much
An idiot who cannot tell
An idiot who cannot talk whenever I see you
I want to hold you and confess to you
Why doesn't the chance come?
Saving the mini skirt outfit, a made up faceIs it for me, or are you meeting someone
My breathing stops, I must really be jealous
I can see your lovely heart nowI miss you,
I miss you so much
An idiot who cannot tell
An idiot who cannot talk whenever I see youI want to hold you and confess to you
Why doesn't the chance come?
Come to me
Why is my heart so weary
My heart that is so sad, that it can only see youI miss you, I miss you so much
An idiot who cannot tellAn idiot who cannot talk whenever I see youI want to hold you and confess to you
Why doesn't the chance come?
Come to me

6:12 AM <3