I am so wildly obsessed with the Truth to the point that I can not even bring myself to tell it. So, why do you draw out such honest confessions from me?
You're golden, and you don't even know it.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Arms
Remember those secrets you told me to keep?
I have kept them.
When you want them back, let me know.
They are yours and yours alone.
I have kept them.
When you want them back, let me know.
They are yours and yours alone.
Spill
I did not know how to say the many things I wanted to say to you on that day, but now I do. Now I know...
Wonderwall
Remember that song I told you made me think of you?
I heard it yesterday, and I did not think of you.
I just thought you should know.
I heard it yesterday, and I did not think of you.
I just thought you should know.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
When December Came Around
Your kiss and the winter chill have something in common...
...they both sneak up on me and leave me breathless for all the wrong reasons.
...they both sneak up on me and leave me breathless for all the wrong reasons.
Prune
You were the wonder that I wanted.
You were the kiss that I craved.
You were the one that I needed.
And I think the irony of it all is that you helped and hurt me at the same time...
You were the kiss that I craved.
You were the one that I needed.
And I think the irony of it all is that you helped and hurt me at the same time...
Break-Up
Is there a reward for those of us who make it through an anniversary with you?
I guess I shouldn't call it an anniversary.
You don't exactly celebrate heartache...
I guess I shouldn't call it an anniversary.
You don't exactly celebrate heartache...
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