i wasted all my time with him.
and what a waste i now realize it was.
well, misery loves company.
and maybe i just loved you so much that you took the truth to that out of me.
i was never one for breaking hearts.
the outcome of a broken heart has never been my thing.
he(you) was(are) always the ruiner of hearts.
yet, just once i wish he(you) could accuse me of being what he's(you're) so well known for.
saturday--i watched two kids kiss in the rain with their hoods up and i realized how badly ive always wanted to feel that.
i want the rush of romance back in me.
i wonder what it'd be like to kiss you in the rain.
better yet, the season is beginning.
i wonder what it would be like to kiss you in the falling snow.
as i feel you let her go.
tell me again.
tell me you love me.
you know you mean it.
if loving you is shady and wrong.
then i want to forever be your shadow and never want to be right.
yourprincessofbrokenhearts.
theirprincessofriots.
