i'll be seeing you.


said thank you and meant itit's mother's day, and it still feels like every other day to me. i'm being rude to you, you're getting fed up with me and walking away. that's what we do now i guess, now that i've gotten past the 8 hours of barney you'd tape for me, and the urge to try on your old dresses. The more you feel like you've lost me, the more i just want to let you know that i'm still here; just like you've always been. everytime i've cried and tried to hide it, you knew. everytime i tried to smile through my looks of unhappiness, you knew. no one could ease the pain like you could, and i bet no one ever will. as each day goes by, i watch you become msaid thank you and meant it


old school nintendo.My eyes shone for you everytime i walked in that door from my two hour drive. my feet tapped the floor as i waited until you were ready to take our high-flying adventure on that old school nintendo. that's all i seemed to live for; nan's meatballs, you, and that god damn nintendo. not to mention the card game we never missed one night of; which just happened to have been the one you were best at cheating at. and we never cared, infact, we found it quite amusing.old school nintendo.
as time went by, the only thing that grew older was me. you never seemed to age in my eyes, you never seemed to grow tired. and as mor


and i guess it's time.think of one person you know, who you think your going to hold on to forever. now picture yourself letting go. and how does it feel? i bet it feels exactly as i do at this moment.and i guess it's time.
there's no one in your life, that your going to hold on to forever. because no matter how many times you tell your self, there is no forever. there's here, there's now, and there's then. and you may hold onto someone for now. you may have held onto someone then. or you may be holding onto someone here. but i assure you, never forever.
and the proof i have here with me, i wish i had forgo


snot filled tissues.what's that noise that i just heard? you have to forget me, they'll make you forget me? ..oh no please, don't forget. don't forget me, you can't forget me. not after this. not now. not after we've gone this far. we've gone so far. perhaps too far?snot filled tissues.
don't you touch that razorblade. hush now boy, it'll be okay. after you forget me. after they make you forget me. i'm the reason. i'm always the reason.
now im sitting here, with my snot-filled rag. and my msn name says: "i don't know what to say" and i don't. because when you come bac


The Smell of MemorySweet. Like strawberries, Powerful, like the effort put into every word. Maybe it was a sign, A reminder? Have I gone too far? Oh how it reminds me of that sunny summer day. The day I truely realised. Remember that moment? With the cotton candy kid, The moment you leaned over, I suddenly remember, How serious I really was.. How much I couldn't tell, Well. That was my mistake. And like three flavor ice cream, The colors of my life, Remember the greenish color? Seen everywhere, all over. Remember how I laughed? I remember clearly, &The Smell of Memory
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