Monday, April 11, 2011

I Forgot To Worry About What You Became


"Why'd you walk off alone alone? Where you going? It ain't the right time to complain, but it feels like I'm trying to find your remains. 
Your footprints grew further apart, I knew what that meant, and it was hurting my heart, it meant you started to run. So I did the same."

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