November 10, 2010
Dover, I know im leaving
But I promise ill come back
My heart is weeping
Ill make up for the time I lack

Don’t forget about me
I promise that ill call
Email me on facebook
I promise I wont stall

These are the words I said to you
Before you broke my heart
Now your someone elses boo
And hurting me is art

Now you’ve perfected it
My tears fall in the Hearth
And burn, through the thin new layer
Of ice that shields your heart

I cry
And dial your number
The seven digits that burn
And make my heart pound like thunder

One ring, two rings, three rings
And four
No one is there to answer
The door

I love you so much
But now it is over
MY cheeks bright red, flush
And I cry over you

I miss you Dover…

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