Its Complicate
you know I miss you
not talking to me all day
hurts you
but it kills me
sadly...
thinking all the time
hoping shes thinks about me
its crazy...
you see...
people don't understand me ...
us...
the love we contain in this life
we spend
plus trust
if there is no trust
who is the word we call
"us"...
maybe w don't have the
connection anymore
just two people who like
to fuss
don't for get how you stand
vertical in my face
and cuss
...I don't cuss
cause trust is just not with us
Copyright © Tiesha Turner | Year Posted 2013
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