:: empty ::

So many things i’d like to say. It seems that i’m so much better writing my thoughts out than i do saying it.

Tried to write a letter
In ink
Its been getting better
I think
I got a piece of paper
But its empty
Its empty.

Maybe we’re trying
Trying too hard
Maybe we’re torn apart
Maybe the timing
Is beating our hearts
We’re empty.


For the first time in years, i don’t have to be at the airport on Valentine’s Day.

I think i like it this way :) Happy Valentine’s to you too.


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