Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Story of Us



Sometimes I'll go back and think about us
How I would be trying to keep us just above
Sometimes I'll go back thinking about love
And I'll be wondering what the hell I was thinking of
But it's a game of love, a game we both played
Other pieces in and out but it's not really their game
The buckets of tears, the fortress of pride, you really did twisted my mind
Relief to my knees we folded that life but thankfully we're still good inside
Silly me, stupid me, for I barricaded my doors,
Blind me, numb me, I thought I was forever yours.
But somehow I wish I had always knew.
That love, loved and love again has gotten me closer to you.

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