domingo, 5 de julho de 2009

I Hate Everything About You

Why do I love you?

Just wanted to say that right now I'm crying.
For you.
I don't know if it's (little) hate or too much love.
I always say, too much love is dangerous. Imagine it with a bit of anger.
Just, stop changing everytime and saying it's my fault. 'Cause you replaced me for a young model, someone you could really love like you never loved me.
Damn you.
I love you so much.
Why don't you let me love you?
Why don't you love me anymore?
You say you do love me and apreciate me.
In that case...
When did you stop caring about me?

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