There's a pale band on my finger
Where your ring used to be
There's a hollow space where my heart was
Wind whistles right through
I hate you
I love you
Every five minutes I break down
Though you're killing me right now you're still
The one who knows me best in this world.
Take these tears
Take this pain
I don't need it
I don't need you
I just want you
But what good is wanting what you can't have?
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
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