If two past lovers can remain friends, either they're never were in love or they still are.
Everytime I see a photo of you with her, a little bit more of me dies inside. And I hurt. I actually, physically, hurt. But still, I wish you all the happiness in the world.
Yeah. Just keep telling myself that.
Headlock by Imogen Heap reminds me of Grey's Anatomy. I guess a good cry might help. Mmm. Imogen Heap's songs make me wish I had a dance studio where everything could be simply danced out in contemp... just like the good old carefree days in RJ.
To sleep or not to sleep? I probably can't anyway. Back to going through photos.
You've still got it
I'm just keeping an eye
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