Thursday, February 24, 2005
And while I wait for wounds to heal
I see you by the window sill
Your heart tore out
A plastic spoon Honesty lit up the room
I steal the pillowcase to clean
This mess I'd made of someone's dream
Now you see what I've done
When the weight of all the world's gone wrong
Gone wrong... gone wrong... ~Blue October
If you don't get it...re-examine your soul, there's something missing.
♥Oh, so vintage... 11:13 PM