this movie was way too heavy for its intended age group
And travel the world, but yet I chose to stay home, alone, empty bottles hoping to dream of you.
I don’t even like you that much anyways.
Why have I chose missing you over loving me again?
Maybe the next one will sweep me off my feet and not give me a chance to sit here in my misery.
It’s always you. Maybe you’re my scapegoat? I know I can’t have you, but loving you keeps me from loving someone else, so they can’t throw me away too.
Don’t throw me away, too.