don't hold back, cry on my shoulder
what i have to see in the sidelines. waiting for her to forget himI see you and it hurts me. The look you have on your face isn’t who you are. Even your voice makes me mad... it’s so fake. But I know why you’re like this. Because of him, Sweet like honey but too sweet that suffocates you. Twist with that women in his bed when you’re waiting for him in your room. I’m here looking from the side lines waiting for you to come to me. Selfish as it sounds. I wish you can get mad or cry but yo...