Tuesday, October 27, 2009


I'm sick of looking at the clock and seeing matching numbers, people say it means someone is thinking of you.
I'm plenty of sure that it's no true! Who would think of me? That's silly.

We are leaving some things unsaid

"and we are breathing deeper instead
I can't sing myself to sleep
No more, no more
Not that you're the one
Not to say I'm right
Not to say today
Not to say a thing...tonight"

she won't keep on waiting for you 
sometimes the hardest thing and the
right thing, are the same,

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