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2003-06-19 2:12 PM my last day until Monday/Tuesday Mood: cleaning mood |
I hear the clock at 6:00 am
I feel so far from where I've been I've got my eggs, my pancakes too. I got my maple syrup everything, but you. I break the yolk and make a smiley face. I kinda like it in my brand new place Wipe the spots above the mirror Don't leave my keys in the door I never leave wet towels in the floor anymore I called my moma she was out for a walk Consoled a cup of coffe, but didn't want to talk. So I picked up a newspaper it was more bad news. More hearts being broken people being used. Put on my coat in the pouring rain I saw a movie it just wasn't the same it was happy, but I was sad and it made me miss you oh so bad. I go about my business I'm doing fine, but what would I see if I had you online same old story now much to say Hearts are broken everyday I brush my teeth I put the cap back on I know you hate it when I leave the light on I pick up a cup and than turn the sheets down and I take a deep breath and take a good look around put on my pjs and hop into bed I'm alive, but I feel mostly dead I try to tell myself it will be alright I just shouldn't drink anymore tonight cuz dreams last for so long even after your gone I know you love me and soon I know you will see you were meant for me and I was meant for you yea you were meant for me and I was meant for you....... Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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