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The trouble with my day, Is I was thinking of you When I woke up alone Wondered where you slept and, How awake and renewed Treasuring embraces might feel. And my tea is a dilemma As I’ve broke the mug From when my lips could touch yours But I savor the warmth, You’re on my mind, Troubling. We used to rant about school And now couples pass me I don’t care what that might be like, If I held hands in school, It wouldn’t be you. That’s the problem. Class always brings tangents, But the only equation I know, Is i<3 u Call me a nerd, Though if I was smart, A diligent geek, I would’ve stayed out of this trouble. Then, In the last hours of my day, I don’t want to watch the sunset Because I always found the sky most beautiful When the brightness didn’t hurt, Reflected in your eyes. The comfort of my day, Is I was thinking about you My sheets, wrapped in memories Sharing promises over long distances Comforting, my soul’s solid. And the herbs like magic are moments Alone, I was toasting my fortune, I didn’t even know loving you was ahead of me. Calming, I didn’t know.
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Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 3:25 PM UTC
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The trouble with my day, Is I was thinking of you When I woke up alone Wondered where you slept and, How awake and renewed Treasuring embraces might feel. And my tea is a dilemma As I’ve broke the mug From when my lips could touch yours But I savor the warmth, You’re on my mind, Troubling. We used to rant about school And now couples pass me I don’t care what that might be like, If I held hands in school, It wouldn’t be you. That’s the problem. Class always brings tangents, But the only equation I know, Is i<3 u Call me a nerd, Though if I was smart, A diligent geek, I would’ve stayed out of this trouble. Then, In the last hours of my day, I don’t want to watch the sunset Because I always found the sky most beautiful When the brightness didn’t hurt, Reflected in your eyes. The comfort of my day, Is I was thinking about you My sheets, wrapped in memories Sharing promises over long distances Comforting, my soul’s solid. And the herbs like magic are moments Alone, I was toasting my fortune, I didn’t even know loving you was ahead of me. Calming, I didn’t know.
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charlie-sea
Canadian
Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 3:25 PM UTC
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