Saturday, September 25, 2010

innocence.

you're right, i can't talk to you. i don't want to, because you're years too late.
don't you see? all the things other people are told by their mothers, i've had to learn for myself.

boy problems? oh wait, i'm not allowed to have any. do you honestly think that if you tell me i can still have guys as friends, i won't ever feel anything else for them? it doesn't work like that.

you can close your eyes to what you see, but you can't close your heart to what you feel.

i love how naive and innocent you think i am. one day, when i tell you all the things that i've done, you'll be in for a shock. i can't wait.