Thursday, January 27, 2011


You've been good, busier than ever

We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why
So this is me swallowing my pride,

Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing that I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December all the time
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times
Realized I loved you in the fall
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right

And how you held me in your arms that September night,
The first time you ever saw me cry
Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming

-I might find you back, girl  because I miss you, a very special friend  ;']
-sincerely, your friend, Azza ;]