i think im doing fine on my own
but june has been treating me like so rough i think i might need a little bit of you
a little bit of whisper
a little bit of your smile
a little bit of your...
i felt like crying but i could not cry
sometimes i reread my old poems just to feel something
i guess i just love to be sad; to be drowned in my misery
guess.. i'm just kinda sad
thats it
