Saturday, August 13, 2011

8/13, no. 15

a scattered mind.

i hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
but i couldn't stay away, i couldn't fight it;
i had hoped you'd see my face
and that you'd be reminded that for me,
it isn't over.

you know how the time flies
only yesterday was the time of our lives
we were born and raised in a summer haze
bound by the surprise of our glory days

nothing compares,
no worries or cares
regrets and mistakes, they're memories made
who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?

don't forget me, i beg
i remember you say
'sometimes it lasts in love,
but sometimes it hurts instead'

(but i don't think i'll ever find somebody like you.)

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