there was like alot of people in my house and my mum was busy hosting.
it was so close to losing a love one.
thanks innie(: not for you i dont even think we realised how much we still <3 each other.
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
A little bird who'll sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke ofWhat you and I spoke of
Others only dream of the love that I love
See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
Now you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story more importantly evolving is the glory of a boy
you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm already finally out ofand it's okay if you have go away
just remember the telephone works both ways
and if I never ever hear it ring
if nothing else I'll think the bells inside have finally found you someone else and that's okay
cause I'll remember everything you sang
you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm already finally out of words.
posted by Priscilla Siah @ 6:18 PM
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