Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , | Posted on Thursday, August 19, 2010

Don't haunt this heart, don't haunt this place, your heart beating slow as it beats out a pace...
This was hard it was fun, we should do it again, give ourselves some time ten years for the day..
I need you now I need you then. I never want to feel this again. Separate the room with painful divides until there's nothing left to remind.
And the things we never had, and the things we wish would come back, because we need this oh so bad, because we need this oh so bad.
And we tremble in the night for the things we're wishing were right, because we need this oh so bad, because I need you oh so bad.

The Rural Alberta Advantage

Thanks wheezy!

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