Sunday, November 7, 2010

.Miserable At Best. < / 3

"Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best"

Dear Dad,
I know it's a love song. But it hits me. And it makes me think of you.
There hasn't been 1 day in the past 4 years, 4 months and 20 days that you haven't crossed my mind.
And I HATE you for it.

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