It was a month ago, that passionate night.
You swam in my soul, made me shout till my voice was no more.
Took me to the highest high, and damn you, you let me me fall.
But I damn myself for I still love you.
I love you now, and I will love you forever.
Third Eye Blind, I miss you dearly.
Monday, 14 June 2010
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