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Oct 01, 2008 01:30

You could be happy, and I won't know.
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go.

Is it too late to remind you how we were?
Most of what I remember makes me sure I should have stopped you from walking out the door.
Do the things that you always wanted to - without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do.

Oh. The song. It all comes back to things, these things, so fresh, so epic. I need to pull back a bit. I need to withdraw. But, you know, I have a weakness when it comes to this...
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