29 nov 2012

something's
gone.
something's
missing.
something's
off
in
my
head.
something's
not
where
i
left
it.
something
else
there
instead.

how
i
wish
i
would
tell
you
how
i
wish.
you
could
hear
how
i
wish.
to
be
with
you
how
you
wish,
is
too
near.

in
the
end
i
won't
tell,
and
in
the
end
you
won't
know,
for
in
the
end
when
it's
gone,
not
a
trace
left
to
show.