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Here in this diary,
I write you visions of my summer.
It was the best I ever had.
There were choruses and sing-alongs,
And that unspoken feeling of knowing
Right now is all that matters
All the nights we stayed up talking
and listening to 80's songs;
quoting lines from all those movies that we love.
It still brings a smile to my face.
I guess when it comes down to it...
I'm staring at your picture
and dreaming that I could hold your hand.
we'd walk down to the ocean
and I would write your name in the sand.
they say sometimes you need some time apart
but I've got a bad case of broken heart.
and you're the only one who's got the cure.
and I can't live another day without seeing you smile.
2000 miles between us and I guess that I'm the one to blame.
relationships and heartaches,
these two things are one and the same.
the radio plays a love song.
I smash my fist right through the dial.
here's to the broken hearted.
a generation born in denial