It's like he said.
Apr. 1st, 2006 01:07 amSorrow drips into your heart
Through a pin-hole
Like a faucet that leaks
There is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half-empty
Or half-full
It slowly rises
Your love is gonna drown
*****
I hope the rest of the year treats me better than this.
Through a pin-hole
Like a faucet that leaks
There is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half-empty
Or half-full
It slowly rises
Your love is gonna drown
*****
I hope the rest of the year treats me better than this.
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Date: 2006-04-01 02:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-01 10:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-01 10:55 pm (UTC)Hey, as you patiently listened to me when I was going through what seems like a simular unhappy period, let me know if you need an impartial yet sympathetic listening ear. I hope things get at least somewhat better, and sooner rather then later.
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Date: 2006-04-01 11:21 pm (UTC)amen.
cuĂdate mucho, ok?