a dreary love, a simple wish
the obsession has died, the hope now pure
but a hope is just a hope,
a minuscule glimmer.
if you're pallid with ill health, I'll take the ills from you
if you're unhappy and hate the world, I'll let you hate me instead.
if all else, be happy?
haha, how hypocritical.
:(
I could ask but you'll say no.
what's the point in ruining everything...again.
its a 1:0 gamble that I'll lose you.
wonderful odds.
