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.

9.9.10

I can make believe

If I could find you now
Things would get better,
We could leave this town,
And run forever,
Let your waves crash down on me
And take me away
.

There's a piece of you that's here with me,
It's everywhere I go, it's everything I see
When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by,
I can make believe, that you're here -
Tonight

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