please
come over,
can i talk to you again?
when you're sober
i
think
of how it could have been.
you
say
your
unhappy
and you call me all the time.
when im feeling lonely
i think og how you could have been mine.....
you tell me that you love me.
and you tell me once again.
im so sorry.
im not in love with you.
and
ive never been.
[artisan guns]
oh so fitting.
i dont wanna say goodbye.
but
i would rather say goodbye,
than not say anything at all.
so.....
i guess this is
goodbye?
Saturday, November 14, 2009
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