i know for a solid fact you will never feel the same. i guess i'm hopeless, always dreaming that one day you'll be mine. but you can't see this in me, no one can.
i have a face of stone and a heart of glass but i swear it's not your fault ost of it is shattered. some parts, no matter how small or chipped, are held together by tape and glue that i call hopes and dreams. i HOPE oneday the DREAMS won't be about you, and i pray on all that is holy that i find some one who makes me
feel like you make me feel. i know you barley know my name and know nothing of how i feel, in fact you'll never see this letter. you have your friends and i have min