lunes, 10 de marzo de 2014

Arrivals.

You're killing me baby, but I know you're not trying to. It's just that I've crossed out more than I wrote down for you and now I'm trying to play it off, like, "Oh, I wasn't trying that hard".

What I'm trying to say is I was trying to say that you should come home. I know it seems crazy, but the weather changed as soon as I left and even wearing a coat now I think it's too cold to sit.

But I guess you'll be here soon, so you can see for yourself. I just thought that you should know If this is what happens when you go, maybe next time don't...

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