That missed call...
I think it was you. Now that I think of it, it should have been you, I wish it was you and at the same time, then I hate to have missed that call.
So anyway . . .yesterday I thought it through and finally I realized in my whole sadness that the only thought of being with U again was making me feel better.
That is crazy. . . plainly so! But I didn't care, so I was just waiting to see U today, to talk to U. . .
But then U didn't feel like seeing me today. Of course U did not. . .
Damn you and me. Plain ridiculous. Well, life is like that. Isn't it so?
Third time is the charm?! Maybe it's not . . .
Right, it could have been the last. I had made my mind, was ready to face it. Make that call with U, show U I wanted it, more than anything. Beginning a new life, from today on. . .
But life goes on, careless of this. Of me and U...and U of me...