Thursday, January 28

I love you 5.


Dear, I wrote you a song,
Despite the fact that you've done me wrong.
Dear, I don't know the hell is going on with you,
Something ain't right.

You tell me that you love
Then you go and leave me
Why you do this to me?
Baby, I'm lovesick.
I just can't sleep,
Just can't eat,
Can't do much of anything at all,
Cause I'm sick and in love with you dear

The stalkers.