Tell me why do i feel this way, All my life i've been searching, For somebody like you, Somebody who i can tell, "i love you" And god how i do. I don't know if i want to get too close. I think that i don't, Because i know that one day, You will walk away, Even though i've asked you to stay.
Ever think about writing letters to people if you knew you would die? I do sometimes. And somebody said, that i should write them anyway. And give them to people. Just as a nice gesture. Maybe someday i will....