Notes
"I’m not drunk yet, but we haven’t
spoken in months now
and I wanted to tell you that
someone threw a bouquet of roses
in the trash bin on the corner of my
street, and I wanted to cry
because,
well,
you know exactly why.
And, I guess I’m calling because
only you understand
how that would break my heart"
1 comment on but you're not mine
chris halliwell July 07, 2014
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