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Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.
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Saturday, April 17, 2010
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You said we can be together when the time is ripe. I said I’d wait. Now I’m not to sure. And it’s not because I found someone else, it’s because I don’t want to be let down again. My heart broke everytime you picked her over me. And i just know. I really know.
5:55am; my weak state of consciousness i remembered, i safely enveloped in your arms. i don’t know where we were or how we ended up that way but we just lay there in comfortable silence- more than comfortable. the kind of silence that communicates more than our meager words ever could. and we just lay there together so warmly wrapped in this mesmerizing silence as if we had all of eternity to speak through little caresses and small sighs. as this recollection starts flooding back i lay down hoping that i may resume this illusion of being so safely with you. but the dawn is cruel and though i have closed my eyes in a feeble attempt to see you again, i instead see the faint light dripping. now you are lost; lost till i can once more close my eyes and drop away completely to feel the warmth of your embrace from so far a distance.
you were gone for good. you were never found in reality, even dreams.
5:55am; my weak state of consciousness i remembered, i safely enveloped in your arms. i don’t know where we were or how we ended up that way but we just lay there in comfortable silence- more than comfortable. the kind of silence that communicates more than our meager words ever could. and we just lay there together so warmly wrapped in this mesmerizing silence as if we had all of eternity to speak through little caresses and small sighs. as this recollection starts flooding back i lay down hoping that i may resume this illusion of being so safely with you. but the dawn is cruel and though i have closed my eyes in a feeble attempt to see you again, i instead see the faint light dripping. now you are lost; lost till i can once more close my eyes and drop away completely to feel the warmth of your embrace from so far a distance.
you were gone for good. you were never found in reality, even dreams.