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Ever tell you?
You always say I love.
I always say I love you.
Every time we talk.
But I can never bring myself
to say the rest of what I have to
say.
I do love you.
I'll always love you.
More than you'll ever get
to know.
It's not like it really matters anymore though.
With the distance between us, nothing could ever
happen. But... for some reason I cannot keep you from
my thoughts. I'm always worrying about how you are, always
wanting to see you smile again...
When you couldn't come down to see me, I actually
got really depressed. Kinda funny huh....
I dunno why I'm typing this out like I'm actually talking to you...
You'll probably never read it....
Oh well....
At least it's been said somewhere.....
 Bedroom Whore · Thu Jan 22, 2009 @ 04:12am · 0 Comments |
