6:20 p.m. - 2009-07-23
my exlover
me and my baby (?) oh he still loves me, but it is way too late for that. oh, osai if only i had had the guts to call you by your real name, oh daniel, baby, it was all us. i remember us. now he's broken, he can't find the pieces of himself that he put in me, he can't find who he was before he loved me. and i knew it, i knew i'd be ruined by it. that's love: it's either forever or it kills me. baby you are broken hearted but don't you see you started it? i can't even be near you, it makes me obedient and then it makes me rebel against my obedience, but then i learn my lesson and become obediant, again and again and again. what a love affair, we went out to the water, he was the most beautiful man i ever called mine for such a long time, he was addictive, he was perfect and it's over. he tries to reach me across the distance that time has created, he tried to talk to this new girl like he used to talk to me but i'm not who i used to be. baby you. baby, you. don't forget, you had it all and you lost it. i know that hurts but isn't it beautiful too, doesn't it make you feel good. you owned me. and not many have.