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I was breaking up with you In my head - tearing my soul from yours – And I didn’t know why? You had always been amazing to me All of my life. But I felt the need To get out and be free, To live the life I thought was expected of me. At times you were crushing me, So I decided                Just Let Me Be And I drove to your house I sat on your bed. I had the nerve to wake you, 7am on a sunny day, After a long night of the fraternity - drinking and carousing with who-cares-what sorority – In order to break the news. And there you sat, First angry, then shocked, Then trembling As the words, you lacked. I was sober. You were crying. After long, At last, We had said all our words, And I stood up and went out the door. I walked around the corner and down the front steps, And that’s where my resolve collapsed. I dropped to the curb Having been stabbed in the back; Not by you, but me, As I tried to keep my supposed path, But to you, I could not turn my back. So I sat there and watched The world blur As my tears dropped to the curb, Eventually working up the nerve to give you a ring. Thank god you picked up. And I confessed to you I had no idea what I was doing, That I needed you for all the world. So you came out and met Me on that wet Curb, Picked me up and went inside. Our lives not yet to divide.
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Nov 18, 2010
Nov 18, 2010 at 9:00 PM UTC
The Day That I Cried
I was breaking up with you In my head - tearing my soul from yours – And I didn’t know why? You had always been amazing to me All of my life. But I felt the need To get out and be free, To live the life I thought was expected of me. At times you were crushing me, So I decided                Just Let Me Be And I drove to your house I sat on your bed. I had the nerve to wake you, 7am on a sunny day, After a long night of the fraternity - drinking and carousing with who-cares-what sorority – In order to break the news. And there you sat, First angry, then shocked, Then trembling As the words, you lacked. I was sober. You were crying. After long, At last, We had said all our words, And I stood up and went out the door. I walked around the corner and down the front steps, And that’s where my resolve collapsed. I dropped to the curb Having been stabbed in the back; Not by you, but me, As I tried to keep my supposed path, But to you, I could not turn my back. So I sat there and watched The world blur As my tears dropped to the curb, Eventually working up the nerve to give you a ring. Thank god you picked up. And I confessed to you I had no idea what I was doing, That I needed you for all the world. So you came out and met Me on that wet Curb, Picked me up and went inside. Our lives not yet to divide.
For the girl that means so much to me
jack-turner
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Nov 18, 2010
Nov 18, 2010 at 9:00 PM UTC
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