today was a bust
rain poured down
i got wet
the festival wasnt awesome
and te celebration was ordinary
to top it all off i get this from you
reading it made my heart stop
and i started to panic
i needed a friend to talk to
so i called francois
sorry to say you still own me
you still have my heart...
"I'm here. I'm on the bus, going to sleep now. we've been having long talks in the back of the bus. let's just say I'm not in the mood to chat. sorry. goodnight."
the rain may still be here,
but it can not wash away my tears
it can not flood my emotions
and it can not take away my moments of insanity
you can love me or hate me
as long as i get closure
is all i need, the hardest thing though is
i can never let you go...
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