Nov 25, 2011 18:41
Everybody disappears for a week or two
If they didn't they
Wouldn't have those
Memories with you
Memories filled with lust and love
And drugs and drink
And things we'd never do or say, things
We'd never thought to think
At the start, in the end
I will never break, just bend
I will never ask you for your heart
I will only ask to be your friend.