Treasure Island

george albot


lost


The circumstances between us never seem to get any better
There’s never a balance it’s high or low
Or fat and thin sorry! ! You can tell who’s who’’
And don’t take this the wrong way but your mood change
As soon as we got back in the taxi
We need to talk if you want to
We can’t keep hurting each other like this
Either that or know more birthdays for me

Because I cannot do the tears
And the heartbreak anymore
The feeling of being sick all day
As got to go,
I don’t like to miss you, but I can at least cope with that
But this I can’t do
Hurts to much

But for the record there is not one other person in the
World I would have wanted to be with last night
You looked fantastic and amazing
God you fit me better than a glove
You have such beautiful skin
Sorry starting to remember last night
Well the good bits
See you tomorrow I hope
Send me a text if you don’t and or you need space

XXX
,

Submitted: Sunday, June 23, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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