Apr 09, 2006 06:00
I hadn't hung out with you in a long while.
When I came out of the bar, there you were.
It was like magic. I missed you so much. I love you.
I had almost forgotten all about your very existence.
The whole ride home you tried to kill me.
But I thwarted your murderous attempts.
I am alive. Wet. But alive. For you are the rain.
Drip, drip, drip.
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