not a day goes by, without me thinking of you. and just because I look the other way when i see you, doesnt mean i still dont love you. even when the rain pours down, im still thinking of you, just because the memory of you loveing the rain. reminds me of the way you loved me, just that perfict way you did. it hurts me that i dont know if you still want me back, yes it hurts me bad, but when it end ill b already tiered of you then, but i dont know when. the way i look down, at the ground. makes me think, about us meeting at our place. but when i dont think of you, im thinking about you. your prity face, your shaped legs, and that smile of yours. but when i think. about every time we meet. it still hurts me because i still love you