Time sure flies by fast, even when you're feeling like crap every single day.
You'd think I'd have gotten over you by now.
Heck, I'd have thought that too.
Fucked up thing is, I haven't.
Just two days ago - on the 14th of February - it would've been the anniversary of the day...the day we both swore affection to each other.
You'd think I'd have forgotten about that too.
Fucked up thing is, I haven't.
Yeah, I may have had a few days where I really enjoyed myself too much to care about what we had or what we might've had...
Fucked up thing is, you never really left my mind.
You were just sitting there, like an unwelcome guest in the house of my convoluted noodle.
I'd have shoo-ed you out, but the conscience....
Goddamn conscience.
I don't know how long this feeling will last, but I'm afraid it won't go away so soon.
Fucked up thing is, I don't feel like I want it to go away.
This needs another shot of chocolate milkshake, damn it.
