shazlamb

This is the way you should break my heart. Firstly, you have to call me over the phone, since we're both too cowardly to see eachother's faces. Call on a weekend, perferably a Friday night so I can cope over the weekend and stay home that night to curl under the covers. Tell me, "We had great times but-" then pause, and let me say "But what? Are you breaking up with me?" Say this, "No no no, I'm not...well...yes and no. I really like you but-" pause again because you don't know why you're doing this. "But what?" I will persist. "Is there someone else? Is it something I did? What?" Sense that I am growing angry, and imagine my face contortin

In my dreams It was me in your arms My lips on yours There was only us And the clouds And the stars It was the world and us It was us against the world But in your arms I could take it Anything the world dished out And with your kisses I was strong again In my dreams it was me in your arms My lips on yours But in reality It's always been her