Sunday, August 12, 2007
9:34 pm
you can miss me but just not meet me.
everytime the door opened that day i looked up;
praying, hoping that it could be you.
everytime it closed it wasnt.
crossing my fingers and sitting there and walking around hoping
fervently hoping.
that you were just late.
that you;d missed me enough to come.
god.
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