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Last night I played the fool, like I always do when it comes to you, and im done for real this time,
Mistakes only mean something when you learn, and Ive failed the lesson,
Cause my heart was able to pull harder then my mind,
And im done with the reasons and done with your treason
I should know who I am by now,
I walk the record stand somehow,
Thinkin’ of winter
Your name is the splinter inside me
While I wait
And I remember the sound
Of your November downtown,
And I remember the truth,
A warm December with you,
But I don’t have to make this mistake,
And I don’t have to stay this way
If only I would wake...
The walk has all been cleared by now
Your voice is all I hear somehow
Calling out winter
Your voice is the splinter inside me
While I wait
And I remember the sound
Of your November downtown,
And I remember the truth,
A warm December with you,
But I don’t have to make this mistake,
And I don’t have to stay this way
If only I would wake...
I could have lost myself
In rough blue waters in your eyes,
And I miss you still
Oh! I remember the sound
Of your November downtown,
And I remember the truth,
A warm December with you,
But I don’t have to make this mistake,
And I don’t have to stay this way
If only I would wake...
I stayed up till 4 in the morning talking to a complete stranger who told me things Ive known Ive heard but Ive never listened till now. Love makes you blind to how transparent a person can be, and its the reason you keep coming back for the punishment. And its a hard lesson to learn because the truth can only be found in pain...
I just question why I couldnt listen to anyone till now. words of love mean nothing when actions shout hate, and you were right my friend, last night was not love, and I hope she listens to your words, for she hasnt listened to mine. Its funny im speaking to a friend that doesnt know this journal exists, but points remain.
My love blinds me to many things, and it shut my eyes to the lack of compassion, or thought for those who would sacrifice anything. I think ties need to be cut, but i need her to explain, before i can close the book the last chapter needs to be signed and sealed. Please end it, you know how to find me.
But on the bright side I found a person that I actually share a lot in common with on campus, and i hope to continue on...
Mistakes only mean something when you learn, and Ive failed the lesson,
Cause my heart was able to pull harder then my mind,
And im done with the reasons and done with your treason
I should know who I am by now,
I walk the record stand somehow,
Thinkin’ of winter
Your name is the splinter inside me
While I wait
And I remember the sound
Of your November downtown,
And I remember the truth,
A warm December with you,
But I don’t have to make this mistake,
And I don’t have to stay this way
If only I would wake...
The walk has all been cleared by now
Your voice is all I hear somehow
Calling out winter
Your voice is the splinter inside me
While I wait
And I remember the sound
Of your November downtown,
And I remember the truth,
A warm December with you,
But I don’t have to make this mistake,
And I don’t have to stay this way
If only I would wake...
I could have lost myself
In rough blue waters in your eyes,
And I miss you still
Oh! I remember the sound
Of your November downtown,
And I remember the truth,
A warm December with you,
But I don’t have to make this mistake,
And I don’t have to stay this way
If only I would wake...
I stayed up till 4 in the morning talking to a complete stranger who told me things Ive known Ive heard but Ive never listened till now. Love makes you blind to how transparent a person can be, and its the reason you keep coming back for the punishment. And its a hard lesson to learn because the truth can only be found in pain...
I just question why I couldnt listen to anyone till now. words of love mean nothing when actions shout hate, and you were right my friend, last night was not love, and I hope she listens to your words, for she hasnt listened to mine. Its funny im speaking to a friend that doesnt know this journal exists, but points remain.
My love blinds me to many things, and it shut my eyes to the lack of compassion, or thought for those who would sacrifice anything. I think ties need to be cut, but i need her to explain, before i can close the book the last chapter needs to be signed and sealed. Please end it, you know how to find me.
But on the bright side I found a person that I actually share a lot in common with on campus, and i hope to continue on...