Jun 01, 2004 17:00
I miss you and you’re all that’s on my mind
I think about you all the time
I close my eyes and see your face
It takes me back to the most wonderful place
I talked with you on the phone and it wasn’t enough
I wanted to talk with you in person about that stuff
Wishing I could at least hold your hand
But at least I can still hear your voice
I called you this morning and you were tired from the night before
Telling me that you’re tired of people calling you a whore but you can’t change the past even you’re sorry for your mistakes
But in a way i'm glad in a way because I got to see your face
You know i’m sorry for putting you in this position
But every time I think of you I get dazed and confused
But all that matters is I spend those old years with you eating early bird dinners and breakfast ant the donut store
Reminiscing of when we for drunk and hit the floor
I fell into your arms hoping that’s you’d call so I could tell you that every time I think of you I stumble and I fall
I don’t know what else to say or how to end this except
I love you more plus one times infinity cubed