Looking at you through a computer screen. Never really knowing who you are. Maybe I saw you once or twice. I think it might have been at that bar.
I find it strange to say, that I don't feel the same. I never told you on that day, that I may have loved you.
You are just text on a screen. I don't know if I've moved on. I know you understand what I mean. Maybe it wasn't meant to be,
TinyVikings · Sat Jun 19, 2010 @ 07:50pm · 0 Comments |