your words are slurred to the point that i cant be near you to hear you
so... it comes down to this....
poetry.... feel free to read...
so here you stand, across from me/ teasing me with your blue eyes/ your constant social lies/ your waiting for someone to get you/ maybe that someone is me/ with your ego ergo you are to shaken to see/ that the someone is most likely me/ so your plams are sweaty like a little boys/ your eyes are shifty because your trite to try/ to talk to another girl, another warm body/ your sparkle is gone, your sweat is like tears/ ones that you fail to be cried, that fail to fall/ you have my phone# so call/ what are you so shaken by/so please wash your thoughts with lye/ for another day comes you can try/ but remember relationships are made/ just to make other people cry
roey i can hang downtown with you tommo... call me!!!