Thursday, August 2, 2012 //i'm the rockstar 12:36 AM
When the leaves turns brown
Its just like i dont matter at all. Like you're just here because you should be, if not i'll be angry and your mind is definitely some where else.
You mourn your loss
You would say that you're sorry
And swear you would anything to have it all back
But when you do, you appreciate it for a brief moment and you take it for granted again.
Then cycle just repeats itself again and again.
