Lucy...

Lucy, we're adults.

We can go and do as we please.

It's why I hate, abosolutely hate looking at my bed at night (more like in the AM) and trying to figure out why you're not in it when I crawl under the covers.

I hate it in the morning when I get up and your not there as well...Just absolutely hate it.

 

Please don't make me wig out agian to get you to draw closer, it seems to be our M.O.

I shouldn't have to get upset with you and your snails pace of things to get you to come get what we all know you want.

You know whats up, I do too and whats more, I know you know.

 

"Just seems so useless to have to work so hard and nothing ever really seem to come from it

Then she looks me in the eye and says we gonna last forever and man you know I can't begin to doubt it..."