i hano wot attrachs is is tha man i see when i lay in his arms
the man i see when hes got his busines head on
the man i see when he makes love to me – not sex but makes love to me ( as far n f few tat is )
i love tha man i see thtat he could be if only he lived his life in the present and look forward rather than in the past looking back
i love him for for the few r the man he was on the him
and then this to an ex..
his problem lies in the fact that he is burnt beyond belief and as much as i lvoe him i cant turn back the clocks and take away that for him – he trusts in nothing i have to say and dislikes all that he heres – and that is because i am telling the truth – he dislikes my truths as i have a past to – the way he feels atm within himself i could tell him the sky is blue and he convinse himself that i am lieing
me summed up in a few sentances.