there's room between today and the last time that i saw you.
the pictures in my brain will fade until i loose you.
if you would come back home, we could start all over.
if you would come back home, i swear it would be better.
i could fix you lunch,
or take you out for coffee.
if you would come back home.
call the surgeon.
mend the pieces.
November 16, 2008
if you would come back home
love, Little D at 12:32 AM
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