sometimes i look at you and think what have you really been doing or thinking about. i'll look at your eyes and wonder what's really behind them, what they've seen, what they want to see. i always try to read your expressions or your words as your actual mind, and let me tell you this, it's deffinatly not the same thing. i'd always look into your eyes after we had, had a fight and think to myself 'is he still mad with me? did he really mean all those things he said about\to me?' but now that everything is behind us, now that we've both admitted to being wrong but that we both mean too much to one another to let something like whats happened between us to tear us apart, i'm glad to know that you would never do anything intentionally to hurt me. but sometimes i still look into your eyes and wonder if you really did think i was a mistake.