there is nothing wrong with you. and i can tell so many reasons for you to live. i know, i am hopelessly in "like" with you. i still remember you. and maybe you dont.
but, you are the rose, the diamond. and im the garbage near your room door.
im being left. am i?
I miss your lies and silly talks. I miss my smiles. I miss my myself. I miss you. SHUT THE FUCK UP PATRICIA! But, will I have another chance?
