Dilemma, by Ky Moet Subscribe to rss feed for Ky Moet

We don't speak wen I;m wit my mom. I know the slience is
killing s bothe deeply inside.
He's dedicating songs to me like "She Worth The trouble" (by
J-Valnetine) but no one knows that we're about to ba a real
couple.
Both deeply getting hurt inside we gotta hurry up and
decide. Do we stick together through thick and thin? Or do
we let people decide not what they think is better for us
but what they think is better for them?
He says he's confused, he doesn't know what to do. I have a
man and  he has a girl.He said everytime he thinks about me
the song "Circle" by Marques Houston pops up in his head. I
feel like we're stuck inthe middle. He's as cute as can be
and I know he's just right fo me. Not to mention that I like
his brother from another mother. (But thats a different
story) I think we should hurry up and decide before both of
us put eachother aside.
Posted: 2009-07-21 02:15:23 UTC

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