he used to be...

i like your style
i like your smile
when my mind go fall
you're always there to stall
you tell me everything but not all

when i act like ball
you always tried to halt
even if i didn't realize that

i like your hair even if its messy
no matter how it looks you always sassy
never realized that i make you mad so easy
so sorry if i do that oftenly
still i repeat the same mistake
that i never realize...

you're so nice
you're so kind
even though i always upset you,
i always do...
believe me,
that's not what i meant to...
so sorry for all the trouble you've been through...

hope you find these words...
tells u the truth...

"06 February 2002"