as time goes on
i realize
just what you mean
to me
and now
now that you're near
promise your love
that i've waited to share
and dreams
of our moments together
color my world with hope
of loving you
The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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