| The chords fall by one note
with each step as I walk beneath the trees, and as the wind bobs my hair, up and down,- a little. It wishes that I wished that it was your hand, in my hair., but I don't... because it was your hand, in my hair, that hurt me.. this much. |
7/27/04 on Katie. I hurt so much. I wish that I could leave everything. I wish that I was walking in a forest. Forever. But I don't want to. Because I love Katie. Too much. So I could never leave.