Where do I have to go to escape you?
We are done with school so I don't have to see you,
Yet I still see you in the social media.
I've tried to read to clear my mind
But there you are, paralleled in every story.
When I listen to music to quiet my thoughts,
Each song is about how I feel for you.
What do I need to do to be done with you
The way you are clearly done and over me?
I've gone, I've gone away.
I don't like the cold,
A beach boy by nature.
I've gone away, so far from me.
Up into the mountains,
Reaching up for the snow.
And I've gone, I've gone from you,
Left my surfing behind,
To give snowboarding a try.
In hopes that maybe getting this far away,
Up to where the air is clear,
Will help me clear my head of you.
The thing is...
I don't really want it to.
Dec 21, 2012
Dec 21, 2012 at 3:05 AM UTC
Where do I have to go to escape you?
We are done with school so I don't have to see you,
Yet I still see you in the social media.
I've tried to read to clear my mind
But there you are, paralleled in every story.
When I listen to music to quiet my thoughts,
Each song is about how I feel for you.
What do I need to do to be done with you
The way you are clearly done and over me?
I've gone, I've gone away.
I don't like the cold,
A beach boy by nature.
I've gone away, so far from me.
Up into the mountains,
Reaching up for the snow.
And I've gone, I've gone from you,
Left my surfing behind,
To give snowboarding a try.
In hopes that maybe getting this far away,
Up to where the air is clear,
Will help me clear my head of you.
The thing is...
I don't really want it to.
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