Friday, December 21, 2007

i got news.

reciprocity. no one ever will.


i remember, losing you.


the best thing that you ever ever had.

is gone away.

this fire's just dyin' to burn.



you'll never be good for me.
but
they say it'll work out fine.

1 comment:

patd said...

why do I suddenly have an overwhelming urge to put on chick jeans, guyliner, a gooffy hat, and write really melodramitic poetry?