Im in my Dad's flat, Kiddo and him sleep peacefully. I havent gone yet.
Im thinking about my life, the family, about you. I cant help i simply like you, even if its maybe or surely not meant to be. it was great to see you, even if there wasnt much of conversation. I hope that you at least liked the flowers, and didnt think oh what that guy is doing again. but then again i dont blame you if you dont like and did thought so. thing that bugs me is that im not sure of what exactly happened and didnt happen in spring. if only i could know for sure....
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