Another Sad Note

You told me you loved me
Why did you leave me, all alone?
Now you tell me you need me
When you call me, on the phone
Girl I refuse, you must have me confused
With some other guy
Your bridges were burned, now it's your turn
To cry
(Thanks to Mr. Timberlake for these words)
Cry me a river Hanh. I forgive you, but it doesn't mean I'm suddenly happy again. It hurts me every time I think about it. How could you do it? I don't have anything else to say to you about it. Let's just drop it.

I Hate You

I hate when you smile at me, because it makes me crazy about you.
I hate when I talk to you, because you make me speechless.
I hate when you're in front of me, because it makes my heart beat faster.
I hate seeing you everyday, because it makes me love you more in everyway.
I hate when you make me fall in love with you, because you make me realize I can never be with you.
I hate you Chicken.

I've Missed You Too

I haven't been on the net for awhile. For the past week I've just been stressing over finals. I've yerned to relieve myself of my worries along with all of you bloggers out there. Not to go into too much detail but, I've rekindled a relationship with my "friend". This seems like the 10th time we've patched things up to try again. Thanks to this tendency of breaking up, we've been dubbed Ross and Rachel by some. Even though I should know her very well, I seem to get more and more confused by her every time we resolve our relationship problems. We've gone through some tough times. Many of our friends often wonder why we don't opt for another girl or guy. Despite all their criticism, we always get back together. I guess it's too late now. I'm contradicting my theory on love as I type this. I think we care for eachother too much to merely throw our relationship away like we would have done if we were with other people. Some call me foolish. Some call me love-sick. Others are just confused. I'd just like to find what everyone is lookin for and I think she's the one who has it. Oh, and thanks to the Cruel Cousin. I've opted not to use any real names in my passages.