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Its getting to the point now,
That i dont give a shit,
Leave me be,
Cos im quite happy,
I'll get myself out of this pit.

I know im digging it further,
I know that i'll end up in trouble,
But no amount of moaning and groaning,
Will make me want to burst this bubble.

Cos when i see it, 
I know its wrong,
And yeah, it hurts like a lot,
But i'll let it pass, just to be happy,
To have you, cos ur all i've got.

The texts, the rumours,
I dont know if they're true,
All i can settle for,
Is their word against yours.

But iv seen the texts, 
I know that much,
1 question i have is why?
Cos i'll find out in the end anyway,
So don't tell me your stories, dont lie.

If you dont want me to be with you,
Then tell me, I'll walk away,
I did it before, not long ago,
It'll hurt but I can do it again.

I'm scared to mention it to you,
For fear of it all disappearing,
Because without you i have nothing,
My life would have no meaning.



Posted: 2006-01-10 14:29:54 UTC

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2006-01-26 16:47:54Di@mond_Te@rs
awhhh hunni, you're honestly worth more than he can ever make you feel x x x

2006-03-10 11:22:46My_pain_your_thrill
She's right Stig. But you live your own life, and if you fall again, you know I'll pick you right back up again like I did all those times before. No matter how far apart we drift, I'll be there to pick you up. You'll always be my Sugar. Love you A.A.F. And I miss you baby!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox