Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
everything will happen before you die
Thursday, May 7, 2009
when your darling has dried up
I never imagined the day that i wouldn't be oh so very crazy about you,
the day came and I sat on your bed singing to purgatory
can i take you out to the fair? we can make fruit salads and ride the horses
the children would yell out at us, in such a playful manner of course, like kittens almost "it's for us! those horses are for us"
i turned my back on you good old dear, i adored you so much that i looked up excuses to bring you up in conversation
they once said it best, "time wounds all heals" said lennon "time wounds all heals" i repeated so proudly
goodnight sailor of the sea, see you on the other side this time as dear comrades no longer hopelessly devoted to you
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
don't you miss the rain ?
if you're so painfully worried lately, you should be
"i just want to see you"
for a better day,
the hour runs me over with its bicycle and i run time over with a stick
more of a staff i must say, because it is what we took on adventures up the hill
"i hope i am never to see you cry?"
i found these notes all over the counter, and all night they called at me to read them
but it wasn't till today that i really realized i weren't in love with you anymore because when i read them, they didn't effect me one bit.
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