I'll see you sometime but I won't see you soon. I know some things about you. I could write it all down, but it won't be enough, I want you to be happy with someone to love. It won't be me and It won't be you.




We'll lay up on your roof at night, and watch the shooting stars fly by. I'll tell you "Someday I'll take you there". I love the pretty songs you sing, and the way you bring me to my knees with your paralyzing voice.




I know you’re waiting for the ironic ending. I know you’re waiting for the punch line. I know you’re waiting for the rain to come by. Well so am I.

I just wanted you HERE. :S