the tenth day before i left everything was just fine she must have waited to cave in on that day nine this severely effected the eighth and seventh night but that still didn't make me feel like the time was right to say goodbye
say goodbye to you my friend say goodbye
ten, nine, eight, seven sixth day before i left we pretended things were fine even though the ninth day cave was acting as both our minds fifth day and counting well she found it astounding when i told her i didn't want to miss her while she was in my surroundings the fourth day was new with her same question asked again once you're gone how long 'til i get my depth perception back again? at that i had the same flabbergasted face for most of the third and second days the final day before i left came and i still had nothing to say
the fifth day after i had left i was trying to adjust and she came the sixth day she was stuck looking for sparks but couldn't see the flame the seventh day i fell asleep in the fire that we had made she woke me up and i said goodbye and we were never the same
attraction a distraction a fraction in a lifetime of satisfaction take action or back off