cachaemic

Lasta lalaithamin
2011-01-22 12:37:53 (UTC)

Does it matter?


Do you remember when you made me a promise?
That, if anything went wrong again or if you were ever upset, you were
to call me?
Well, it's never happened.
I don't understand why you work so hard to keep promises you make to
other people, but you won't even pick up the phone for me.

Is it because you think i don't care?
That i don't want to hear about all your problems, and i don't want to
hear when you don't even know what is wrong, just that it is?
Well i do want to know.
I want to know it all.

I want to know all about you.
I don't know you any more, but i really want to.
I want to do things with you. Anything.
But i also want you to want to me to.
I hate to push myself on to you.
I keep pulling back, waiting if you'll actually want me there, but you
don't show it so i reluctantly push myself back into your life and wait
until you grow farther away again.

I'm sorry. I don't even know, i'm sorry.




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