Ou nou, it happened again.
I don`t want to be with you but i wanna know you.
I can`t understand myself.
If i was the person i know myself then i`d be the most angryest person in a world - but i am not.
Why, why i am not?
I wanna hate you but i think i could love you.
Why, why i love asshole?
I don`t know you, you don`t know me but still.
This is a new feeling for me and it makes me nuts.
I am not angry with you after all and i am afraid of if you hate me.
God, if you knew what i have done to get you out of my mind.
I have tryed to push you away even i wanted your lips against mine (like before), but i did very good job in that.
I have tryed to give myself to someone else, but it didn`t work (only fysicly it did work).
I keep wondering if i had a minute to show who i am and what i mean, would things be differently?
I keep wondering if you were here what would i say.
I keep wondering if.. and if.. and if... just to close my eyes from the truth..