Somewhere in a place in my heart, I sit in my house, waiting for you to bring me flowers. Even though I told you to leave, I never wanted you to go. I just wanted you to leave, for a time, and to come back to me, again. I (still) wanted to be with you, forever, I was just in a bad place. And now, I miss you.. so much - sometimes, and wish, you'd come back to me. And I sit, Hoping you'll come back to me, and never leave. |