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We were watching the sun set on my rooftop, and we were laughing old summer jokes and a party we had. I could feel him getting closer, and I wasn't sure if I wanted him.. but he'd be great to have. he said "Gaby, do you think we could fall inlove tonight?" and I said "Well, Im not sure if I can answer that right." He grew silent, and we walked away. I wish he could have stayed. I can feel my moods turning inside my head. I feel so guilty, yeah, Im so guilty. But he has to deal witn my lies instead. And all I keep thinking is "Why didn't I chase after him?" yeah, why didn't I chase after him? "Get yourself up, and follow him home! Call out his name befofe his hand turns the door knob", I said, and I said it out loud to reassure myself. I got nowhere, and now hes there by himself. The final thougts that crossed my were "You hurt him, and you hurt yourself. All you could of borrowed from his was an extra minute. But you're gonna stay here and let him leave tomorrow - wow, you're such a fucking idiot." Post a comment in response: |
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