Oct 18, 2005 05:24
I know you are waiting
and I know that it is not for me,
but I’m here and I’m ready and
I’ve saved you the passenger seat.
I won’t be your last dance
just your last goodnight.
Every heart is a package
tangled up in knots someone else tied.
Words fail me.
.nick
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I'll call you after class on Friday. It's been awhile. Blame my classes.
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