I will.

It nearly seems like years since I last wrote. Caught up in the world of you and me. 
I love love love you.
Then why do I always end up hurting you? Why do my callous words, pour out in streams; one blow after the other?
I am sorry.
I will make amends. Things will get better. I will make you happy. I will give you a reason to love me back. I will try.

Comments

lizzie said…
I feel like i can relate to this
Sunday, October 05, 2008 11:05:00 PM
Eminu said…
=)
Mistakes right? *shakes head* worst than jealousy!
Sunday, October 05, 2008 11:09:00 PM
Eminu said…
haha dafer do i know you?
Saturday, October 11, 2008 3:22:00 AM
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