Wednesday, August 3, 2011

missing you is my full time job.


You always say you hate to see me hurt, and you hate to see me cry. So all those times that you hurt me, did you close your eyes?
Sad isn't it? How no matter what you do or say to me... when you come running back... when you need me again... I'll be here... right here waiting for you, I'll take you back... no questions asked. Sad isn't it?
So... from now on... when you think of me... just remember that I could've been the best thing you ever had.

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