some days I wonder about you
you seem to speak in untruths
though I want to believe them.
most days I want to improve
whatever it is we have
and forge an unbreakable bond
but I don't know what to do.
each day is different
and it seems that
absence makes the heart grow fonder
but I can't leave.
I don't want to scare you
but here I am showing you
the most private part of me
and hoping that you can still
accept me.
I want you to be my good friend
but sometimes I wonder about your intentions.
oohhhh people can be bastards sometimes can't they?? Dear me.