Wednesday, May 25, 2011

You Make Me Frustrated

I want to meet every person you know.
Everyone you've ever came into contact with.
Every member of your family -- past and present.
Your old teachers, your doctors, the croation man that serviced you at the post office.
Girls who admire you from afar, been rejected by you, see you for exactly what you are.

If I could meet them, we would talk.
Stitch all these thoughts and opinions together..

So I know why I cant stop thinking about you.



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