One day I liked you,
The next day I hated you.
By the third day I forgot about you,
Then all my feelings came crashing back
I long to be a bird,
They get to travel at their leisure.
They see more of the world,
Then I’ll ever see.
Most importantly,
They have a chance to see you,
More then you see me.
When exactly did you stop caring?
What was it I said that made you realize you were done?
Was I not as good as you expected?
Love was as conniving as you were to me.
When exactly did you stop caring?
What was it I said that made you realize you were done?
Was I not as good as you expected?
Love was as conniving as you were to me.
(via candy1945)
I wonder if it’s obvious when you find yourself.
Or will you be forever floating,
never knowing if you’re lost or found.








* [][][] A J _ E N G L I SH :.
A Series 4 U
BY: MR
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(via somefickleheart)