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Oct 30, 2007 00:52

you won't read this, i know you won't.
you never do.
you never will.

nostaligia is setting in.
from old pictures to old journal entries to highschool memories.
from when i used to live with my mom.
from when i endured my first real heartbreak.
i was 16 when that happened.
when i was 16, i could have written a novel.
that was my year.
that was my year.
that was my year.

i went through photographs
saw your lips
the face you made
the color of my nail polish
the light in our eyes
your eyes
the grin on my face
i knew all too well what we were going to do
why am i still to this day hung up?
the way..i can't even explain how i felt
and i had it back for a couple of days
in my palm, wrapped around my finger
we slept naked, like barbed wire all night
and the notes and the smoke filled fall nights
ill never have it back.....never
ill never be it, ever.

the hair.
the skin.
the motions.
the notions.
the sounds.
the love.
the friendship.

i miss things
a lot of things
some things have changed
some have stayed the same
im not going to hide it, i want it back

growing up is hard
growing out of memories that you couldn't keep going, is much worse.
i look forward to this time of year, every year.
and i always get let down.
just to have some back in my life, i don't know what i would do.
i only have good intensions.

i miss you,
and you,
and you,
and you,
and even.....you.
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