I'm not a cheesy crappy romantic loveydovey kind of girl. So it's quite alarming to see that these words are actually coming out under my fingers.
Hear boy, You don't realize that the world can seem to come crashing down with little things that you say or do or feel, because you don't believe that you've become my world.
Sugar have some faith in me, don't let wild thoughts get us down. If what I'm giving isn't enough, tell me what it is & I'll give you more, just don't shrug and keep it all to yourself.
Is it that for every minute I'm missing you you're desperately trying to pull away? Is that why while I'm excitedly hunting for the better dress to doll up as your date you're remaining emotionlessly nonchalent about everything?
It's beginning to dawn on me that alot of things that I've done that I thought would make you proud & make you love me more isn't really hitting the spot. You don't need me to be very pretty. You don't need me to be very bubbly & enthusiastic. You don't need me to have a lot of friends.
You taught me to love, and I've learnt, even though I may not be the best at showing it. Maybe I've unwittingly made some mistakes along the way. Has that changed many things?
Now I'm stuck in this nightmare of a non-existent fairytale, wondering what to do next because I don't want to get out.
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I bought you a gingerbread bear from korea, but when I picked it up just now its leg cracked off. So I can't give it to you anymore. ): And the stupid bear is still smiling, like nothing is wrong.
