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Jun 2014
So I jump on a plane! at seven o eight. And I try to make sense of actin insane. I don't know what you've done to me, but it just feels right. Baby I'll be yours, by the end of the night.  And I'm followin you! half across the world just to tell you I'll be your favorite girl! if you'll just take my hand. You could be my only man. Baby please take this chance- for me to follow you. To the ends of this earth! But please don't let me find you, staying with her.  Don't let it be true! What else can I do? So I'm comin to tell you, that Baby I Love You Too!

I sit here and remember the good times. All our laughs and smiles. Your sweet face, fills this place. And suddenly, I'm not so alone.

Forever and always, you stood there and you swore to me. It was not a lie, oh I believe you baby. What I've heard of you, well that just can't be true! God I'm done if that's your will. It would be just so crazy, to think you'd treat me that way. Or am I crazy for believing you still?

But I-I've been, fallin in love, while you were fallin for her. And I can feel you slipping, right through my fingers and into the arms of another girl.

So I'm on the plane tonight at eight. Trying to convince myself, everything's okay. And that you'll be waiting, waitin at the gate. Waitin alone. Just, to see my face! I want to be, your only girl! Baby come back with me, don't bother with her!

Few minutes too late! is the way it always goes. Baby, what are you doing? Thought I was the one you chose! First! So then why are you with her?!

So I'm on the plane at ten fifty-eight. Trying to convince myself, everything's okay. And I can't expect you to wait, wait faithfully for me. All I wanted was to be, your only girl! Baby come back to me, don't bother with her!

I know beggars can't be choosers and lovers can't be liars. I raced back to you, defying the miles. But I got a great surprise, to see the detachment in your eyes. I cannot bear to see her there, where I once stood. And I would take it all back, if only I could. I miss you more than you could ever know, and I think of you showing off to impress me whenever I see the snow. Cuz that when I started to know, where this thing could go. But now there's no hope. So I'm letting you go.
I know this is by far NOT my best work because I wrote it when I was probably 14 and I have no clue where the inspiration for it came from.
Madame Eleanor
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Madame Eleanor  IN, United States
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