She sewed her
Heart
On his sleeve
Though he never was
Quite aware
& she never knew
How often he
Wore it
She doesn't count
Days
& he always misplaces
Things
While she misplaces
Thoughts
& tries to understand him
A little better.
Dec 19, 2011
Dec 19, 2011 at 1:37 AM UTC
She sewed her
Heart
On his sleeve
Though he never was
Quite aware
& she never knew
How often he
Wore it
She doesn't count
Days
& he always misplaces
Things
While she misplaces
Thoughts
& tries to understand him
A little better.
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