this place was never the same again
after you came and went
how can you say you meant anything different
to anyone standing alone
on the street with a cigarette
on the first night we met
look to the past
and remember and smile
and maybe tonight
i can breathe for awhile
i'm not in the scene
i think i'm fallin' asleep
but then all that it means is
i'll always be dreaming of you
1 comment:
What a gorgeous header picture you have.
Cute blog :-)
xo.
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