Thursday, May 5, 2011

my heart is a trash.

It's funny how a person can break your heart, and you can still love them with all the little pieces




I dont miss him, I miss who I thought he was


Every time I see him all cool, calm and collected, I lose my breath, my heart starts pounding, and I am painfully aware that I am not over him and he is over me.

smile for you.

bye.