sorry you don't feel the same. walk away from all of this you know that you'll be missed. i don't blame you for this, it's nothing i admit. you said your
The closer i get to you we colide. holding on for dear life, holding on tonight, i watch you walk away into the city lights. i failed to try. i kept
Thinking of the ones we've left at home...discovering new meaning through a phone...as this white wash look takes over my face...there's not a metaphor
Waiting for your call, it's past midnight. the blankets cold on your side. these words i'm writting down are medication now each word heals me. i can
I wish you took back what you said...it's in my head...it's all over town in the papers to be, red...is you favorite color...and choice of flower...and
