There must be some grace in the touch of your face.

My sweet embrace, but no more.

Love me love me
Say that you love me
Fool me fool me
Go on and fool me
Love me love me
Pretend that you love me
Leave me leave me
Just say that you need me

I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

If the world ends tomorrow, at least I'll know I've said all that I can
Time to move on.

AnRu reminisced at 7:59:00 PM.