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by Briana Mar 4, 2005 category : Love, romance / lost love
I picked up that binder the one that holds our whole past each letter each crease each word all of those moments just passed today wasn't like the rest in the air it sensed doom coming home I smelled like a man but not like the one's who's scent lingers in my room I walked through the door hugged my mom tight said all of my goodbyes the sorrow in my voice would bring all of the tears tonight walked to my room closed the door with sudden fears took my last deep breath whispering: sorry my family I won't be with you through the years I went to that binder flipped to the page that said you died took one more glance stood there and cried I set it on the table left a note on my door Saying I was sorry I can't be here no more Took my last sip Of all you can't see through Waking to find him at my side Telling him: Remember I did this for you.