| | I walk into the house, tired after a long day -- a fun day , i 'm feeling good. I walk up the stairs to my bedroom and as i get closer to the door a thought sneaks up behind me. surprise. I've been avoiding this all day. i suddenly wish that when i open the door, you'll be there. i hopefully grip the handle and the door creeks open. you are not there, and my room is lonely. reality had been looking for me all day, and here alone in my room it finally finds me. Suddenly, this doesn't seem like such a good idea. I want to call you, tell you how much i miss you. but i hold back, because i want to help you not hurt you. i may have fun all day, keeping myself occupied. but baby, at the end of the day its you.
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| | Posted 7/10/2009 1:21 AM - 2 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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