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[falabio]

Seven a.m. my eyes fly open
The white van isn't outside
I guess you didn't come by afterall
Not that I expected you to
but it would have been nice
My back and legs still burn from yesterday
That's the last thing on my mind right now
It's 11:11-make a wish
I'd love to see you today, or even hear from you
I wonder where you slept last night
It wasn't in bed with me, of this I'm certain
Climbing out of bed
The rain is coming down slowly
Almost like it isn't raining at all
I've been up for hours
I haven't said a word out-loud yet
I need the advice of a dear old friend
She's mad at me too
Itching burning questions
It's too late to ask them now
I trust you
I trust you with all my heart
I trust you to maybe break my heart
...or is it all in my head
The paranoia is worse than ever today
I don't know how to fight it
I'm not sure where it came from
It creeps into my head
When I'm not paying attention
The longer I think about it
It becomes a plauge....
Harder and harder
Stonger and stronger
It builds up until
All I can think about
Is you with another girl...
...and it pisses me off that you didn't call