What's left of methat night you left.i'm sorry.but i went insane. i did the things that you told me not to do.i climbed those rocksand let my bare feet walk on broken glass.and it cut me.just like you said it wouldif i ever did it.and i did.i'm sorry.like a fooli let myself get broken again.you can try sticking me back togetherbut there will always still be cracks.
it's going to be another...the last time i saw you you were lateagain.but i waitedand waitedand i believed. until i saw that tall silhouette around the bus stop and that crooked half smile.the first timei saw a shooting star.i told my friendthat i had made a wish on it.she told methat what i wished forwasn't in my heart's true desires.but what would she knowright?because my wish was tosee you.i can't writewhen i'm happy.and i never wrote a thingwhen i was thinking aboutyou.but isn't it funnyhow i am writing now.do you rememberthe title of that songwe claimed to beours?do you rememberwhen you held me close
thank youuu!
I'm happy you think so x3
I love making these dolls xD