Midnight Sun
It wasn't the second line that got me most.
Nor the seventh.
It was your last line.
It was that one that made my throat tighten, burn.
Sorry for still speaking of it.
I'll try to make this my last.
Who knows.
Nor the seventh.
It was your last line.
It was that one that made my throat tighten, burn.
Sorry for still speaking of it.
I'll try to make this my last.
Who knows.
posted by Sarah at 1:52 AM
1 Comments:
Sarah
All I need is one more phone call. We really do need to figure out the truth behind it all. I meant what I said but after re-reading, I just need one more call.
If the phone doesn't ring, so be it, I'll understand.
And as far as Dave Matthew's goes, it has been deleted from my albums long before you said anything. The hurt is gone now.
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