Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Why do you build me up, buttercup?

Sometimes I'm your one and only. Sometimes I rock your world and I'm all you need. Some days you can't wait to touch me, kiss me, feel me. Some days, you walk in with the sparkle in your eye and the want to please. Sometimes you surprise me and make me feel like the most important girl in the world.
Sometimes I'm the one standing in your way. Sometimes I'm invisible. Sometimes you walk in and I'm an obstacle. Sometimes, you make me feel like I am the least important girl in the world.
Sometimes I wonder who is confused. Is it you or is it me? And what one is true, or can they both be?



