this is a song i wrote
spent the last month wishing i was with you
staying up late thinkin' of ways to prove
but i kept getting stuck thinking of your face
guess to you, I'm just a waste
chorus
I spent my days wishing i was with you
spent those nights wishing it was true
never wanted anything more
than a little kiss at your door
It always seems like I'm just too late
for just one chance, I'd fight every guy you hate
I'd change my clothes, change my hair
oh dear god this isnt fair
chorus
but i guess to you, I'll just be that guy
thinkin like this makes me wanna die
but i'm still wishing you the best
even if its without me, i guess
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a heart breaker. I can feel this one. Enjoyed this one too.