Thursday, February 5, 2009
Best for Last
I find it hard to let go and give up on you. It seems I love the things you do. Like the meaner you treat me the more eager I am to persist with this heartbreak and running around. And I think that I know things may never change. I'm still hoping one day I might hear you say, I make you feel a way you've never felt before. And I'm all you need and that you never want more. And we'll say all of the right things without a clue. And you'll be the one for me and me the one for you.
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