Wednesday, January 30, 2008
<< i forgot to remember to forget. >>
The little things, you do to me aretaking me over, i wanna show yaeverything inside of melike a nervous heart that, is crazy beatingmy feet are stuck here, against the pavementi wanna break free, i wanna make itcloser to your eyes, get your attentionbefore you pass me bySo back up back up take another chanceDon’t you mess up mess up I don’t wanna lose youWake up wake up this aint just a thing that youGive up give up don’t you say that I’d beBetter off better off, sleepin by myself and wonderinIf im better off better off, without you boySo don't just leave me hanging onAnd every time, you notice me byholdin me closely, and sayin sweet thingsi don't believe, that it could beyou speakin your mind and, sayin the real thingmy feet have broke free, and i am leavini'm not gonna stand here, feelin lonely buti wont forget you, and i won't think thiswas just a waste of time
apparently i'm back to the phase where i quote lyrics i relate to.
i'm 18 all over again.
which feels oddly long ago.
*paw prints*
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