You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened - or you can just leave the pieces on the flor and MOVE THE FUCK ON.

2.11.09


So take my hand, may I have this last dance?
'Cause it's raining outside and we don't live forever,
So take my hand...

Give me your heart boy I will keep it safe and sound.
I promise I will never let it hit the ground.
I'll keep it all patched up so you will finally see
that me and you boy we were always meant to be.

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