Monday, 17 September 2012

The only one.

While you're away I go crazy. I conjure up situations you may be in, it drives me mad.
When you come back, it's as if we've just met and you're falling in love with me all over again.
Before you go away we're at each others throats. Sick to the back teeth of each other.
When you go away I'm glad for some time on my own.
While you're away I'm craving to have you back.

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