...and
I went to bed
without a thought
of what you never said...
Your life is a ship in a bottle
...and...
I'm trying to shake it...
Trying to move the waves
in your heart,
turning it back
to what you once said...
Monday, January 21, 2008
i miss you when you write me something late.. can u imagine, how i miss you when you are away?
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