[psychogist]

-this is for you. . .hope you like it-

. . .you got mad when I went astray, "I dont wanna go back to study". . .
. . .looked me straight in the eye, I melted so funny. . .
. . .pierced lips you hated, "you dont need to look cool". . .
. . ."I'll love you same way, now take off that silly tool". . .
. . .I smile when you scold me, "take care of yourself now". . .
. . .cause though you get mad, I see the love always somehow. . .
. . .the nights we spent, locked together in each arms. . .
. . .are the times that I cherish, you keep me away from harm. . .
. . .and when I get angry, cause of something you said. . .
. . .you hug me from behind, sweet words I am fed. . .
. . .drowning in kisses no complaints, my words I feel not enough. . .
. . .to show you how thankful I am, that you fell from that bluff. . .
. . .landed into my arms, and stayed through whatever. . .
. . .you're the energy I get, when I'm sick of these endeavors. . .
. . .only hope I could do the same, cause I dont want you to leave. . .
. . .love you love you love you, you're gone and I bleed. . .
. . .you sleep in my arms, heavens height I do reach. . .
. . .it started as nothing, now we write letters on the beach. . .
. . .my better half, with a whole lot of imperfections. . .
. . .you hate it when I'm sad, not to have any expectations. . .
. . .this is giving the wrong message, but you and I is all that matters. . .
. . .and when I get mad, you always bring out my laughter. . .
. . .you say you're imperfect but I love you that way. . .
. . .I may say somethings, show that I'm going astray. . .
. . .the reason I'm feeling this is cause I dont want you to go. . .
. . .my inferiority complex, is high you should know. . .
. . .I jump to conclusions, I'm paranoid and other stuff. . .
. . .but the words that I tell you, I never do bluff. . .
. . .wrote our names with a bullet, a period it's true. . .
. . .cause you're the last one I'll love ,I wish its the same with you. . .
. . .I ended the night laying down on your chest. . .
. . .hearing the beat of your heart, of all the sounds its the best. . .
. . .open up my own heart, it only beats to one wish. . .
. . .you'll be looking into a mirror, you'll hear it "kiss. . .kiss. . .kiss". . .

losing touch. . .

ahm medyo it wont make sense. . .