Tuesday, October 25, 2011

The Sound of Settling

Our youth is fleeting,
Old age is just around the bend.
And I can't wait to go gray.


And I'll sit and wonder
Of every love that could've been
If I'd only thought of something charming to say.
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  1. Jen AOctober 26, 2011 at 9:27 AM

    did you write this? i'm feeling you. so tired of heartbreak right now. how many more times am i going to have to do this?

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