May 27, 2006 15:19
I never said goodbye. I never said It's over. I never planed to die, to just roll over. I said Time. I miss the rain for all the time it gave us in bed. I miss coffee and bagels. I miss Italian love songs and sonotas in the morning. I'll leave if I need to, i never wanted to encroach. I'd never keep you from your home.