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"This is for my yesterdays.
And tommorow and the day after that."
When those akward silences stretch before us,
don't just pretend that they have never happened.
Acknowledge their existance and perhaps,
just maybe.
They had a reason for being so uncomfortable.
[Hey, hey you
I love you don't you know.
We've been through too much not to love eachother.
But I don't always like you.
You're not always fair.
Hey, Hey you.
There are so many reasons for us to be sad,
we don't want to make eachother's bad day.]