Four Years
Summer
The summer was hell without seeing you.
Though you didn't know it, I thought about you everyday. Every other day, I'd start to send you a message on MySpace, and every time I'd chicken out. You had become my weakness.
You changed me. I used to be an emotional mess, and I changed into some emotionless creature. You were the only thing I could be enthusiastic about.
I was busy thinking about you, and I missed a lot of things. Like having friends, and having fun. It wasn't your fault though. It was my fault for liking you.
It was all my fault.
Though you didn't know it, I thought about you everyday. Every other day, I'd start to send you a message on MySpace, and every time I'd chicken out. You had become my weakness.
You changed me. I used to be an emotional mess, and I changed into some emotionless creature. You were the only thing I could be enthusiastic about.
I was busy thinking about you, and I missed a lot of things. Like having friends, and having fun. It wasn't your fault though. It was my fault for liking you.
It was all my fault.