Moving

by Jessie   Jul 22, 2005


Every day i wake seeing this sign in my yard, thinking half of these people I'm never gonna see again...
Then i think of you, and remember what you said that we would see each other again, you promised...
i dint now what i would if i never say you again, i couldn't live, you
mean the world to me but i don't know if you even know that
b.c we never actually got to find out, we flirt and joke and that makes me so happy
i think that we could have made it,
who knows maybe we still could
we could make it i know we could
but when i leave i don't want to leave you behind, i want you to know my ever adventure, b.c you mean the world to me
**its bad i know**

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