Dear John

Apr 25, 2009 03:24

I've got to say this.

Already it hurts
My heart can't take it

Barely looking at you
Really gets to me.
Every little thing
Always a big deal
Killing the very fire.
Inside, I want to change
Never will it happen
Gladly I'll be free to breathe again.

Upon the end of this
Perfectly content

Water under my feet
Island sands to mingle upon
Top shelf drinks for once
Heavenly skys above me

You won't mind at all
Only you'll be jealous
Understand that I'm doing this for me.

Anyways.. I hope you got the message. You always were so very good at skimming the margin to get the basic idea.
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