MIXED SIGNALS


it started with a phone call.phone call was led to lunch.lunch led to conversation.conversation led to eye contact.eye contact led to mixes signals.results; confused feelings.i hate the way you make me feel.when i saw you, suddenly i was off the ground.my head spins and we're back to where we started 2 years ago.a few months ago you tore our house down.now you want to build a bridge.i can never resist this.but i must because, you broke everything into rubble.seeing you was a mistake.i can feel my heart thumping because i think it skips a beat whenever i see you.unfortunately, im half-way into building my next house.ive built it tough and strong.but you are banging on the door and is going down.seeing you was the best and worst thing.im crying tears of happiness because you wanted to help me build a new house.youve changed.and im thinking, wondering, hoping, if this can ever happen again.im still wondering.

xoxo
love annabella

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