you and me .
at the beach,
with those wind and waves.
perfect
you and me
having breakfast.
perfect.
you and me.
those late night calls
criticizing each other,
fight with each other,
saying those beautiful werds,
perfect
you and me,
under the block,
smoking , talking.
perfect.
you and me,
everyday msg-es
caring about each other day.
perfect
you and me.
you and me.
you and me.
perfect life.
only if it was you and me.
minus all those things u heard about me.
minus girls who chase you.
minus all my negativity .
minus everything that is imperfect.
it will be perfect.
i wish.
i cant believe human talk like that.
i cant believe humans are so cruel to talk about me.
they dont know, what i felt back then.
they dont know.
and yet they talk.
talk, talk ,talk ,talk ,talk.
hate , hate , hate ,hate.
criticizing me as though they are in the right position to talk about me.
they do not know they at fault.
but what shud i do.
the blame is always on me , the bitch.
