Sunday, November 27, 2005

When I have too much time to think..

I think about how it might have been.. it's not that I don't understand you.. it's not that I don't want to be with you.. But you only wanted me.. the way you wanted me.. So, I will head out alone and hope for the best.. we'll skip the goodbyes.. You can tell the world what you want them to hear.. I've got nothing left to lose, my dear.. But you and I know the reason why.. I'm gone. We can pat ourselves on the back and say that we tried. I wish you well and hope you find whatever you're looking for.


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