"You have your wrongs and I'll never know them. But I forgive you, if that means anything. I once told my girlfriend I loved her. I held my best friend's girl in a drive-in. I left the cat outside during a record heatwave. I told my mother we will all be made whole in heaven. I asked to sleep and not wake up. I sent a chain-text.
Like your's, these mean nothing now. But I'd like to thank you for all that, and especially for all I know you've done. I've felt it:
'They're playing love songs on your radio tonight. I don't get those songs on mine.'
Could I guarantee you hearing your love flow back to you?
No, I can't.
But it does."
Thursday, June 4, 2009
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