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Wednesday, October 27, 2010 @ 11:16 AM
ConfusedMy heart's confused
My brain's abused
I couldn't decide
These feelings I couldn't hide.
He's the apple of my eye
But you're the one that makes me sigh
He keeps me breathless
But you always makes me restless.
He makes me smile
Yet you're the one that brightens up my day
Around him I'm happy
Yet around you I become silly.
Yes, you're the one that confuses me
You actually drive me crazy
So no matter what you say...
I just wish we feel the same way. :)
Friday, October 15, 2010 @ 8:54 AM
Bothersome You!Why am I bothered by that sheer face?
Why am I bothered by that scandalous whisper?
Why am I bothered by that irritating bravado?
Why oh why am I bothered with your mere presence?
I honestly can't bear to sit beside you, really.
But I could not explain why I am even affected.
I could not even fathom why my brain suddenly goes chaotic,
Everytime you just stare...
and make that NASTY grin.
But something's bothering me.
I just couldn't explain why or even what it is actually.
A nagging, weird feeling tingles all over me,
It's NOT hate, it's NOT like yet it does make me feel SILLY.
I just hate seeing you,
But I do am having fun retorting to your insults.
I actually don't care about you,
Yet why the hell am I yapping and yapping about things pertaining to you?!?
Stop bothering me,
Stop entering my thoughts.
Stop making fun of me.
Just stop, I beg, I plea.
Because I just might get used to it.
I might get used to this.
I might get used to you...
And I just might get used to the word... "us?"
(Aargh!!! No no no!!! Yikes!!!) :s