Tuesday, May 17, 2011

He was a punk and she did ballet...

You're still the same you, you never changed. Two Summer's back, I rejected. Two Summer's now, I remember. I remember the good times, but then the bad times. I remember how I use to feel, the like I had for you, then I remember the dislikes I had for you. Nobody's perfect but I have to say that we shared something special for that little time, till the sparks were gone, and loving you was wrong. Now, you're still the same, I won't make the same mistakes I did again, I'll just watch you from afar, hope we could be friends again, then we'll see Two more Summers down the road, if we can still be friends, or would we just ignore? Lets let fate decide as we took our different paths, where we'll be? God only knows, the key to the future, where no one knows, but wants to know...

xoxo;
Avriel Babbles