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7:05
Her clock says
She knows her phone wont ring
But she sits and stares anyway
Thinking about the way things used to be
How she used to tell him
"I love you"
It happened so sudden
Even he doesn't know what happened
She still thinks it's a nightmare
But his voice reminds her it's not
The night used to be her favorite
Now she just never wants to wake up
Reading the notes he wrote her over and over
"Was it all a lie?"
How could all that time be wasted?
She thought he was the one
He told her he couldn't live without her
And it seems so fine for him now
Did he feel this way for so long?
Was I that much of a bother?
The way he looked at her said other-wise
His eyes were the most beautiful thing about him
She could see in-to his soul
And see he loved her
7:05
Her clock says
The minute just keeps getting longer
Without his call
Copyright © Brooke Story | Year Posted 2011
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