let it burn
appreciate
silence.
oh right, so i saw you today in the afternoon.
i felt anger, cos i thought it was a waste of time.
but you smiled, i bet that was out of coincidence.
you must be wondering how small this could get.
but still, im wondering what your smile meant.
cause a smile could mean a thousand ways.
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you.
Must I always be playing, playing your fool.
Saturday, April 01, 2006