It could be my lack of faith or the fact that this rose quartz has yet to bring me the love it should. It could also be my lack of self acceptance but I will never admit that.
I hope you when you're driving down the interstate, closing in on the exit you seek, you remember I'm not that far away.
And I hope one day you'll wake up and know that I would rather be anywhere with you than in this summer heat dying for the rain.
It could be my lack of faith or the fact that this emerald didn't bring me **** for luck. It could also be my lack of self esteem that brings me to his bed dreaming of you.
One day I'll wake up and wish the best for you and your new life... And one day I'll wake up in my room sober instead of drunk and lustful night after night.
And I hope one day you'll wake up and remember that I'm not that far away... And you'll wake up and know that if clean my **** up if you would just stay.
Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
It could be my lack of faith or the fact that this rose quartz has yet to bring me the love it should. It could also be my lack of self acceptance but I will never admit that.
I hope you when you're driving down the interstate, closing in on the exit you seek, you remember I'm not that far away.
And I hope one day you'll wake up and know that I would rather be anywhere with you than in this summer heat dying for the rain.
It could be my lack of faith or the fact that this emerald didn't bring me **** for luck. It could also be my lack of self esteem that brings me to his bed dreaming of you.
One day I'll wake up and wish the best for you and your new life... And one day I'll wake up in my room sober instead of drunk and lustful night after night.
And I hope one day you'll wake up and remember that I'm not that far away... And you'll wake up and know that if clean my **** up if you would just stay.
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