Tuesday, November 30, 2004
i think you know what i'm getting at
i find it so upsetting that
the memories that you select
you keep the bad but the good you just forget
. .
i can't believe this happened
. . . .
no, i don't hate you
don't want to fight you
know i'll always love you
but right now i just don't like you
cause you took this too far
. . . . . .
this didn't turn out the way i thought it would at all
you blame me
but some of this is still your fault
. . . . . . . .
i tried to move you,
but you just wouldnt budge
i tried to hold your hand
but you'd rather hold your grudge

