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November 20, 2007

just maybe,his ex gf was like me ;

i asked her to stay,but she wouldn't listen.
she left before I had the chance to say
the words that would mend,
the things that were broken
but now it's far too late, she's gone away.

every night she cried herself to sleep
thinking "why does this happen to me?
why does every moment have to be so hard?"
hard to believe that

it's not over tonight
just give me one more chance to make it right
i may not make it through the night
i won't go home without you

the taste of her breath, I'll never get over
and the noises that she made kept me awake
the weight of things that remain unspoken
built up so much it crushed us everyday

of all the things I felt I've never really showed
perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go
should not ever let you go.

sigh.reminds me a lot of me..