[buriedinthedarkestcorner]

And the day and weeks and months pass

and I forget

Maybe forget is the wrong word

You occupy the part of my brain I try to turn off

try to hide/try to blur

try to forget

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Your broken down car/the cottage/my feet under your bum/french class/you with puppies/your tommy sheets/mooses at christmas/everything about highschool

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[Here I go, so dishonestly. Leave a note, for you my only one. And I know, you can see right through me, so let me go, and you will find someone - Yellowcard]