"You're trying your hardest, and the hardest part is letting go of the nights we shared, Ocala is calling and you know it's haunting, but compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright and when we look to the sky, its not mine, but i want it so
Let's not pretend like you're alone tonight (I know he's there), You're probably hanging out and making eyes (while across the room, he stares),I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor and ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes, because these words were never easier for me to say Or her to second guess But I guess that I can live without you but Without you I'll be miserable at best
You're all that I hoped I'd find In every single way And everything I could give Is everything you couldn't take Cause nothing feels like home, you're a thousand miles away And the hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay because I know I'm good for something I just haven't found it yet But I need it"
Miserable at Best - Mayday Parade
Well, I'm done with awkard conversation and empty conversations. Next time I see you I'm giving you a high five, just hugs are overrated, just fyi.
Ta bom, Lu, chega de desabafar no seu blog. :)
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