My friends I did not want to be,
With you, I needed, here with me.
The words I said, misunderstood,
I'd take them back, I wish I could.
We can't get up without a fall,
Maybe we will, by autumn call.
Bookmark in place, I bid ado.
With these last three words, I love you.
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 1:56 PM UTC
