Thursday, May 24, 2007
You'll never know!
Only you can make sense of my ramblings; contrary to what you think, you make perfect, absolute sense. It's tragic..how you could save me, if you wanted to. The girl blinking my eyes and fumbling my fingers has now mastered crinkling my lips into a smile. By whose instruction? Who else's? (: You are anything but second best, you are anything but a remedy I've come to resort to; as far as the girl who blinks and fumbles and..smiles, is concerned, you are the best one of the best ones..and I wish I could find the |