I have made so many plans . .

. . after what you said to me last night

i'm always a mess, i can never keep my own secrets,

i laugh way to hard at dumb things. my favorite songs can make me cry.

i always watch for 15.th , but i miss it more than i notice it. i live in the past,

in the memories i have with the people i love. i hate thinking about reality.

and im heartsick for all the things that i can't get back. it's hard for me to define myself.

i guess im just a cliche-girl who loved to hard and didn't get anything to return.

i don't want to be the heroine in some tragic love story .

 i just want to be the one person who forgot about me to give me another chance . .