i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

great..now you've made a decision to leave..and im angry at myself cause i neglected you..i didnt see you right smack infront of my face..i chose greener pastures when you were the best..yet i didnt acknowledge you..i let you slip by me..and when you're really gone..what am i supposed to look forward to?yes people will come..many new faces..but how can i possibly compare them with you..how could i possibly have the nerve to do that..

you keep telling me you dont have anything to give me..but you're wrong..you have yourself to give me..your character..your strength..your flaws..you keep saying there'll be someone else i'd fall for..if ever there was..i wouldnt be this way..you keep asking me what's so special about you..well you really wanna know?you're special cause you have your way of making me smile..you tolerate my nonsensical behaviour..you can make me dumbfounded and so lost for words..you make me feel warm and fuzzy inside..you make me feel noticed..and most importantly you're special cause you know me..you know when to flash your smile when im so damn tired and need a perk..you listen to what i blabber even if you're not interested..but you know i just need an ear..i only have words to really express what im feeling..it's cliched..but what more can i give?i wouldnt bring down the stars cause you'll outshine them..i wouldnt bring the clouds together and explain this feeling cause i'll need alot of clouds..haha..ok..that was stupid..

dont leave..

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