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is this how it was intended?
meant to be...
an empty pc screen
and i'm sitting here alone.

is this the fucking ending that was written in the stars?
i'm holding out my arms
but you're all so far
and i'm sitting here alone.

where did we go wrong?

three fucking teenagers
losers
freaks
fuck ups.
playing with life because we're young
and we don't have to be responsible yet
how did it all go so wrong
so quickly?

can't be much longer ago than yesterday
we were sitting here together
cans in hands
stereo playing our favourite songs
happy.

those are the times to be fucking alive.
because you don't know how much they mean
until they're gone.

those are the the times to let yourself just breathe.
and i fucking know how much they mean
now you're gone.

and i'm glad i can't forget you.
i wouldn't if i could.
and i've wasted my life so far
but i'm glad i wasted it with you.

i'm glad i cried over you.
i'm glad i was close enough to you to cry,
i'm glad that i knew you
for the short time that i did.

and i wouldn't have it any other way.

so i'll sit here
can in hand
stereo playing our favourite songs
alone.

i'm glad i can't forget you.
i wouldn't if i could.
i can't think of anywhere i'd rather be
than with you.
just being us.
who we want to be.
just to breathe.

i wouldn't have had it any other way.


xX...aaron...Xx xX...paul...Xx
    1986-2003 1986-2004

. . . . i miss you . . . .



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On Sunday August 8th, 2004, OLd SouL (838) writes:
...i relate all too well to this... you just brought back a flood of memories of those that are no longer here with me... the drunken dancing.. the beer funnels and laughter...


On Sunday August 8th, 2004, OLd SouL (838) writes:
I cringe everytime I hear an old name described so casually in passing.. :::OLd


On Sunday July 11th, 2004, indefined (717) writes:
my consolances...very well written dedication, thought provoking reminiscence of times that should always be known. Well done.



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