She said that she didn't understand how I wasn't sick of her yet, after spending so much time together.

I tried to imagine getting sick of her, but how could I? How could you ever possibly get sick of music?

I take her everywhere with me. She plays softly in the background, almost constantly. I love all of her and appreciate her filling the silence for me.

Sure, there were a few times where I wished that I could have just skipped on to the next song, but I always let her play through from start to finish.

From the second first kiss to the dramatically painful record scratch... From her debut to my heartbreak.

I could never get sick of her. She is, and always will be, my favourite song.

ha ha ha

he went mad
pointing his fingers
they
are
liars
he walks
away


bullets from confusion
what are we to believe
not i but you
not you but I
if
we
are
one
we are

if we are not
use my name
?
























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Drop a smooth stone in a pond
And no one sees the ripple
Skip a stone on a running river
And the ripple is consumed