self-indulgent ramblings
I like everything. I suppose that's what's wrong with me.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Be Be Your Love
A full day passes by
and I don't hear from you.
So on my bed I lie
dreaming of you.
You're a little sweeter,
a little kinder,
in my dreams.
But frankly,
I like the actual you better.
Still, the dream version of you
will have to do.
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