lunes, 11 de noviembre de 2013

Was I out of line? Did I say something way too honest that made you run and hide like a scared little boy? I looked into your eyes, thought I knew you for a minute.. Now I'm not so sure. I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called and then you feel so low, you can't feel nothing at all. And it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong, it rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone