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He's Milo.
Contributed by
meadcomposition
on
Thursday, 17th July 2008 @ 04:38:52 AM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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ive got a handprint on my leg
the car door hit me in the head
in trouble because i'm in late
oh, what a day
what a hectic day
what a hectic day
like how you pretend that your not
surprised im at your sisters house
like how you acted
like you were sorry that you kissed my mouth.
Made me promise not to tell (made me promise not to tell)
And I said don't tell her either
(and i said don't tell her either)
said it's you and me.
and that's the way it'll always be.
and you agreed.
Don't ask me..I don't know if it was worth it.
I can still hear your voice in my head,
telling me you've been avoiding me lately because
you knew this would happen if you hadn't instead.
and i know you're right.
because it's you and me
of course this would happen,
cuz it's always you and me.
that's what it comes down to.
why do you always do this? i ask earnestly
if i hadn't've said it i would be thinking it
and you said, stop pretending
and i said, ..it's easier than making people unhappy.
but you were right.
it does nothing.
it's still there.
and i will waste my entire life trying to
push it away..
but like a cigarette addiction, it will always
be there. and there's no way
it will ever just dissapear
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2008-07-17 04:38:52] (Date/Time posted on
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