Thursday, July 21, 2005
We love it being fooled.
Everyone says it wouldn't work out. I say it only won't because of the circumstances that encircle us; such that permit us to meet but not to last. I guess I won't ever know for sure, and I'm not sure if I want to. Yet with each passing day, I can't help but find out more. You miss me but you don't love me, do you? Truth is, we barely know each other well enough to love.
Everyone says it wouldn't work out. I say it only won't because of the circumstances that encircle us; such that permit us to meet but not to last. I guess I won't ever know for sure, and I'm not sure if I want to. Yet with each passing day, I can't help but find out more. You miss me but you don't love me, do you? Truth is, we barely know each other well enough to love.
