Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Now that the line's been broken
I'm too afraid to just look back
The pages have left an empty space
You were all I had
Why does it have to be this way?
These things they'll never change.
Still I'm left with knowing, this is all I need
How can I say I'll be okay?
i'm sorry. really am.
because i really felt that you felt so much more.
twenty-three rows behind you
3:39 PM