cold and lonley
nothing left but trases of our phone calls
dead and silent
the pondering of when ill see you again
burnt down houses a year later
your different im different nothins left~
but our cold and lonley trases of our phone calls
i call today onlyy to find out you already moved,
with out a simple good bye or a reasent call
four weeks later i pick up the phone and the other person says is she there
i dident know who you were untill you said our little inside joke GOD
i was happy to hear from you but only sadden to realize i'll never seee you
again till the month of may~

*for ben*
BEN~

I LOVE YOU

I CANT BELIVE YOU MOVED~


 
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