January 2010
6 posts
Time
to go. Last night in Memphis. Never thought It would be so depressing
Tell me where you are tonight, and is everything alright? Do you remember what I said, while he’s sleeping in your bed? Tell me now you smile hard, cause I don’t smile much so far. And is he everything you need; is he everything I couldn’t be? Does he make everything match better, bring you all the shiny weather that you want? And is he everything… everything I’m not?...
Its funny how you change your plans and yet you end up right smack dab where your supposed to be doing what your supposed to do. Oh the irony. 2 days.