"Speak of everything except
That we don't speak unless with friends
Or of the plans you made before you left
And followed up on upon your return
Everything these hands have built together can all burn
If you can't look me in the face back in the states without turning away
As I turned my back to rest
It was decided it was best for all
"In my best interest"
That certain knowledges stayed kept
Hanging just above me in the air there where I slept
Or on the quiet lips of those I've come to know as friends
Or in the subtle way a stare across a room can say all that's gone unsaid
I guess it must've never crossed your mind"
A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
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