Sunday, August 16, 2009


He wants me. I want you. You want something else. When did life become so complicated.

...and worst of all...

I can't seem to find the way to keep you
from running round in circles in my mind
there are things that we've both done that haunt us
there are things that we've both left behind

The mornings end up crueler than the memories.
Waking up from dreams that I can't trust.
Everything I see somehow reminds me
...of what my life was like when we were us.

{Ben Rector: Need You Tonight}
I can't escape it.

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