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my throat was kinda dry. my eyes blinked back grief and "so soon" seemed to be the only thing I could stammer out of the ocassion. you were sad. I knew it, I could tell. the hollow, casual sound of your voice "no big deal it doesn't change anything" I guess I didn't brace myself well enough Thats why everything crashed down on my head we were crashing together. so I was slow to pick up the pieces of your wreckage and I had no clue what to do with mine. I could'nt lose myself though through the one-by-one pain of having to say "keep in touch" to all your close friends in such a short time span I think you deserved to find me. 3 mintues on the phone 20 minutes until you leave the broken face of your watch staring back at me why would'nt it slow down for us? rewind and take us back to our friends house green grass, laughing, and kissing things don't ever work that way though You can only deal with it and walk the rest of the miles when you crash about 41 miles and 66 km its not that bad love just promise you'll wait for me and won't mind my blisters when I get there. .
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Oct 15, 2010
Oct 15, 2010 at 9:46 PM UTC
Baltimore
my throat was kinda dry. my eyes blinked back grief and "so soon" seemed to be the only thing I could stammer out of the ocassion. you were sad. I knew it, I could tell. the hollow, casual sound of your voice "no big deal it doesn't change anything" I guess I didn't brace myself well enough Thats why everything crashed down on my head we were crashing together. so I was slow to pick up the pieces of your wreckage and I had no clue what to do with mine. I could'nt lose myself though through the one-by-one pain of having to say "keep in touch" to all your close friends in such a short time span I think you deserved to find me. 3 mintues on the phone 20 minutes until you leave the broken face of your watch staring back at me why would'nt it slow down for us? rewind and take us back to our friends house green grass, laughing, and kissing things don't ever work that way though You can only deal with it and walk the rest of the miles when you crash about 41 miles and 66 km its not that bad love just promise you'll wait for me and won't mind my blisters when I get there. .
nessie
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Oct 15, 2010
Oct 15, 2010 at 9:46 PM UTC
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