chronological confusion. [for logan]
i click your page
just to see your picture when i miss you
concentrating, reminising
on the times ive spent with you
flip the script,
is it worth the trip?
i no longer know.
with the chronologic confusion
i hold in my hand
i no longer know what to think
i look at you
holding my breath
thinking to myself
'can this be real?'
with all youve said
i no longer know what to assume
lately your actions
have screached louder then your words.
the fear youve given me
since day one strikes harder then ever
why did you take the chance
to see something inside me?
maybe you havent noticed
theres nothing to me
and when you finally do...
will that be the day you give up on me?
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xwhisperingxanglexposted on 02/11/2008
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