Fly High

November 14, 2011
Even though 
it should be clear,
its getting fuzzier and fuzzier
as I shed a tear. 

Your holding her 
when you should be holding me,
but you think you two
 were ment to be. 

My heart is sinking
it's falling deep,
the only thing left
is to count the sheep. 

I fall asleep
with tears in my eyes,
while i hope you two
 say your good byes. 

I want to see you 
in my dreams tonight,
where i can fly high
as high as a kite. 

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