Friday, August 13, 2010

Ultimatum

When we touch I see sparks
and I beg for us not to part
When you speak I can't breathe
because I know you have to leave
And I can't wait for the day
when you can actually stay
I often feel like the other woman
like you're cheating or something
Life shouldn't be this way
so I have one thing to say
Make time for me

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