the wind has been knocked out of me

Dec 08, 2005 12:33

adapt
change
try to be
who they glaced at befor
this is the adaptation of the
cuts and colours
smiles and enthusiam
looks and hobbies

in an attempt to get the image of them together
out of your head
to not think about
the words that came off his lips
in her ear
and the time shared
short of yours

this is change
to become her
to become her
try to
get him to see her in you
get him to mold you into her
to get those glaces that were hers
back to you

my dear
my dear i hear we could be friends
and of the beautiful things you create
and about the boy who loves you
not me, but you.

x!
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