Pain, is all I feel,
Pain, is all too real.
Love, a feeling I don't really get,
Love, a feeling when two people connect.
I love you and only you,
I never mean to hurt you,
or make you mad.
I don't know why I do it,
I guess its because I'm all fucked up.
I don't know how you could love me the way you do.
All I seem to do is make you mad at me or jealous.
I guess to me it doesn't seem like I'm flirting.
It just seems to me like I'm chillin with my friends.
So this I say to you,
I'm sorry and I love you.
~Summer 2002~