sábado, 12 de diciembre de 2009

every moment i'm with you, i catch my breath

Dear Freddie, how can I begin to say I'm sorry?
You are good and honest and true, and, well, I'm the opposite.
But I'm learning. So now I'm going to do the right thing.
And if it means I have to leave here,
I just want you to know, I promise you I never wrote that e-mail.
For a moment there, yeah, you were my ticket out of here.
But then I got to know you.
I have never felt this way before about anyone
and I really need you to know that.

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