I’ve listened to the radio, talked to everyone I know, even read through books and magazines
To find the words to tell you, of my hopeful romantic view, though my world is falling down, ripped at the seams
With these hopeless metaphors, my heart just can’t ignore, that there’s nothing big enough to explain to you
That my heart beats just for you, that my waking thought is you and that every breath I take is in waiting... of you.
Put on that happy face
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I walked slowly but purposely up that long wooded hill, the sun leaving
streaks of narrow light as if showing me the route to my final destination.
Peopl...
5 years ago
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