Her number stays on speed dial
You remember the finer details- the smile, the fingers, the toes…
You don’t think and do….you do and think
You take random drives just to feel the wind
You get addicted to a particular track…listening to it time and time again
You close your eyes but can’t sleep
Love Songs start making sense
You think y and Look up in the sky?
Shit happens !
Sunday, October 11, 2009
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