February 2012
9 posts
I’m afraid that,
If you see me all the time, you’ll get sick of me.
If you talk to me all the time, you’ll run out of things to say.
If we do the same things all the time, you’ll get bored of us.
If I’m too nice to you, you’ll take advantage of me.
If I’m too mean to you, you’ll drift away from me.
If someone else gets your attention, you’ll ignore me.
If you meet somebody new, you’ll leave me.
