No matter how much we pull together then push apart and no matter how many times these limbs have cast you aside and no matter how much cuss these lips have spit, I can never deny your place. Your place and space in my small heart. When I want you, you're never there. And I hate that. I really do. Because I want you so bad. But how come when I don't even know I needed you, you're always suddenly here?
It's 2011 and like you said; It's time we make this right.
It's 2011 and like you said; It's time we make this right.
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