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Jan 2011
It’s messed me up too much
Since you left
And ran far away

Whenever you call
I’ll always answer
To keep you alive in me

I’ll wait by the telephone
And won’t make plans
Just to hear the sound of your voice

Those memories made
In the shortest amount of time
Are scattered and dismissed

I’ve seen everything
The man you’ve become
All the stupid **** you’ve done

Sitting on the curb
Watching you pacing
With a cigarette in hand

At your worst, at your best,
I took you into my heart
Every way you were

And when you return
It’s like I never loved you
Ridiculous how much life changes, huh?
© January 7, 2011. Shanna Howse.
Shanna Howse
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