i called you, monday
so i could meet you, tuesday
but tuesday's dark and dreary
she cries herself to sleep
i don't know what to say
i waited for you, wednesday
you said you'd meet me there
but now i miss you, thursday
why did you have to leave?
i think about you all the time
i'm sorry i cried, friday
but it's what you cannot see
it's all your fault, saturday
it should have been me
i have one thing too tell you
now you must see, sunday
that what she said was true
she loved you dear, with all her heart
i hope you loved her too
i love you
the lights are fading
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don't know how to put this.
this makes me feel...
girly?
this is sad. but i like it. i must be (a) girl-y. eh andy?
Wow. What a sad week. I hope it's nothing like this upcoming one. Arggggggg why does school have to start????????
you know what i realized?
i wouldn't mind this week.
it might be an actual relief.
a break from the pattern, you know?
but, for me, the best part is the end. because it's all about how, even though it turned out to be absolute wreckage, it doesn't necessarily mean you wasted that week. you may have -- but you didn't have to.
i guess, it just feels kind of good to know that even if something falls through the floor that it's not the end of the world. but on the other hand, it kind of sucks when you realize that you might have wasted that week.
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