george albot


No Title This Time


I might be all that you want and need
In the card
But I don’t think that I’m making you as happy

I do understand how you feel,
When you say that you don’t know if you can cope
Because I feel the same this time, it was such a beautiful
High for me the time spent on Friday
(Even that we didn’t do anything’)
But the way I needed you on Saturday,
And not to see you on Sunday isn’t nice
And I know this is not your fault, and I also know it has
Done the same to you, it just shreds that moment
We had

Witch’ is a shame because you are getting
Quite good now, still needed practice
But I do believe that you would have got there
In time or at least before you are,
Better not! ! !

Let me know when you see me,
But you better be at work
XXX
,

Submitted: Monday, June 10, 2013
Edited: Monday, June 10, 2013

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