for the last person i made a pinky promise too.

well, i'll be honest.
i don't remember the last person i made a pinky promise to.
and that makes me feel so, so lonely.

lonely like the smallest puppy must feel when he can't play with his brothers and sisters.
lonely like the first star in the sky at night.
lonely like my hand without yours in it.

i want someone to pinky promise.
i want someone to live for.
i want someone to wake up thinking of me.

god, it's so hard to be honest with myself.
i've nothing else to say.