Tuesday, November 15, 2011

.. nothing ..


Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand saying, "If you see this guy can you tell him where I am?"
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do. How can I move on when I'm still in love with you.

'Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street. So I'm not moving, I'm not moving'

I said, "There's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year"

(The Man Who Can't Be Moved -- The Script)

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