Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words, killing me softly with his song, killing me softly, with his song...
Okay. So I really like this boy. <3
He's way nice and I wanna be with him.
But sometimes we don't talk for weeks.
I wish I had a relationship like my friend.
Her and her "not boyfriend" sat on skype for an hour and a half. While I just had to sit there. Lame. Whatever. I don't care...
But yeah. I miss things. Nostalgia needs to carry me home. <3
-Megan<3[:
