Monday, 19 January 2009
01:15:18 AM (GMT)
I wrote all over the yearbooks,
and I dated all the pictures
But I ran out of room,
couldn't get it all to fit.
I wrote all over new pages
and I tore them all out
Still I ran out of room,
gotta figure a new way out.
I've been picking at my nailpolish
Trying to think of the words I feel.
But i've used every word in the dictionary
Still it all just feels so surreal.
So I tried to write you a letter
And I decorated it with glitter,
and I ran out of room..
I tore out the letter,
tried to make it sound better
with even less room to spare..
I can't even begin to express the way I feel
Its like every time we are together
we fall in love again..
"So Darling, hello.
How are you today?
I'm sorry, my love,
I just don't know what to say..
I wish I could, but I wonder if I would
Doll, I'm running out of room again.."