Moments of something.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
so i hide what i feel in silly talk on the phone at 8 O-Clock.
I close my eyes but never sleep you never come to see me when i dream.
I whisper to myself so that nobody hears as i talk to myself like your right here.
it makes me so lost to not see your face but who knows maybe you'll love me one day.
till then I'll write what you'll never see and say words you'll never speak.
and if you ever found this out I'd lie and spring up silly talk
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